UntitledA Poem by Bryce Simonds
Over the summer it did transpire
The heart was divided in two Two girls set it on fire And he did not know what to do A conclusion was thought of Towards the end of said summer "Why not pick the one for which you have less love?" But what he had done could not have been dumber You see he let go of the love of his life Never to see her ever again He will forever have the strife Between his heart and his brain So now he lays alone at night Struggling with an internal fight
© 2012 Bryce SimondsAuthor's Note
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Added on January 31, 2012 Last Updated on January 31, 2012 AuthorBryce SimondsCTAboutMy name is Bryce. I am 19 years of age. I don't look at myself as much of a poet, but I write anyway. I write poetry when I feel as if I have something to write. That happens mostly when I'm eithe.. more..Writing
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