![]() making me sick.A Poem by brianna vegalet us go back.
lets pretend where alone. so our conversations will fail us no more. dainty skinny little thick. it made me sick to eat. bones and white skin, shocking white skin they blended into our sheets. i sat there , pretending not to notice the disapointment in my heart fighting my will so it wouldnt reach my eyes but my heart faltered im self absorbed, i know he wasnt what i expected i had to let him go before he chained me tighter to this white bed i was the one who need ed to be on top so i thrashed wildly, in my silent way i escaped. © 2009 brianna vega |
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Added on October 6, 2009 Author![]() brianna vegacity of lost angels, CAAbouti need a moment with the moon no distractions or uneven tunes just silence and the silver light spilling open my moods i need a minute with the night soft caresses of cold wind in the air envelo.. more..Writing
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