My storyA Poem by bella
I am just a girl
An entity with breasts really Born to two star crossed lovers Destined to collide in their burnt out fall From the universe, down to earth Born to the leftover pieces Of the war on drugs And the holocaust Raised by Satan herself She still strolls the halls of my mind From time to time Tracing her talons along my walls Leaving her marks Once again Yes I'm just a girl Born to the broken Destined to love the same And oh yes have I loved the same I've loved forrest green eyes Dark wavy hair Warm lips Cold hands to match his heart I've lost soft brown eyes Decieving smiles Long sleeves Worn beanies And beautiful scars Oh how I wish I was born to the loved So that someday I might raise a girl To be loved © 2017 bellaAuthor's Note
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14 Reviews Added on August 1, 2017 Last Updated on August 1, 2017 AuthorbellaMAAboutI'm really just trying to gain confidence as a poet and hopefully get better. I have a lot to say unfortunately. Just a Jewish girl trying to help people and writing poetry along the way. Please.. more..Writing
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