The Awful TruthA Poem by E.J. MichalecI feared to face the facts How I didn’t like my past I was too scared to know That it didn’t work in the end I wanted to still be friends Or at least pretend
My reality was broken Like a puzzle missing a piece I knew that it was you Making my picture incomplete So I guess I’ll take a take a seat Hoping our time would come around The really awful truth is That I need you right now © 2011 E.J. Michalec |
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Added on November 27, 2011 Last Updated on November 27, 2011 AuthorE.J. MichalecCleveland, OHAboutI'm Em. I'm 21. Poetry for me is a valve to release the multitude of pressures that come my way in life. This profile more or less has every piece I've written since I was as young as 13 and the art o.. more..Writing
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