Good MannersA Poem by kelseyalexroseMamma always said good manners were the best weapon a girl could ever have.. ... ..... ........ ..... ... . What do you do when the ghosts in you head get louder every night? When the shadows on your wall grow legs and start moving around your room? What do you do when your demons crawl up your body and whisper hot breathe into your ear? Do you scream? Do you run? Or do you lay in silence and let them finish speaking? After all, mamma always told you to be polite. © 2016 kelseyalexroseFeatured Review
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