![]() What Do I DoA Poem by Bell Spalding![]() Limericks found in my google drive from 2017. Growing into love was actually a sort of painful experience, but worth it.![]() I forced myself to act reserved To not mingle, but only observe Through my struggles I’ve stayed Well aware I’ve been played Silent through what I have not deserved I have failed to give up on the notion That there still is a smidge of emotion On the quieter end While I break and I bend With a futile sort of devotion © 2018 Bell SpaldingAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthor![]() Bell SpaldingVTAboutI'm a 14 year old who writes incoherent words that sound pretty. I'm also constantly tired. Fun times. more..Writing
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