Prime of your lifeA Poem by Lysrie MendezPrime Central Sacred safeheld With awkward silences And blank stares.
Prime Central? It's a jungle With sad flowers And leopards with piercing blue eyes Those alone could kill
Prime Central? With gut- wrenching laughs
Sometimes it's not so bad. I smile at billboards And videos But I wouldn't call it Prime Central.
Cause I may not be a flower But I'm not a leopard I'm just human
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Added on August 24, 2012 Last Updated on August 24, 2012 AuthorLysrie MendezChicago, ILAboutMy name is Alyssa and I've always grown up with the idea of being a doctor but I've only recently realized that I wanted it for all the wrong shallow reasons. After studying under a certain English te.. more..Writing
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