GrowthA Poem by LolaYou underestimated my ability My hair was long and blonde If you look beyond the walls The marble I cracked my head open on isn’t nearly as hard as this is. I just wanted to know why the flowers bloomed between the cracks in the side walk and you told me why they grew at all The holes in my shirt resemble the cigarette burns that litter the inside of my body Miserable to look at And empty. © 2013 LolaFeatured Review
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2 Reviews Added on December 2, 2013 Last Updated on December 2, 2013 Tags: free verse, narrative, sadness, growth |