Dress up, dolls,
A fake string of pearls,
My mother you have always
Made up my world.
...
I can’t stop smiling
When I’m with you
I can’t stop staring
When I’m with you
...
Stop the clock
Just grab the minute
Make your world rock
Just be right in it
...
The heart that should have shattered
I cannot seem to find
The words I had rehearsed
Keep flowing through my mind
...
I have to stop thinking
How perfectly I fit with you
I need to focus on breathing
Now that you have found someone new
...
What’s spinning in my head
Is destined to stay
Lest it pass my lips
And the world comes crashing down.
...
The words i want
to flow from my pen
will bring me here
and back again
...
layer after layer
falls away to the fire
leaving behind
raw, unchanneled
...
You smile and I
Lose all the things
I wanted to say to you
I think and then
...
i wish that i could tell you
about this feeling so strong
but i know it cant be true
it feels so right it must be wrong
...
Curling my hair and practicing my smile
My reflection looks anxious
Twisting the locks to perfection
I head out the door.
...
Cupid is the drug lord
Of these dark and dangerous Times
Dealing with the Guilty
Spinning chaos to rewind
...
Tussling my hair with a towel releasing whiffs of sweet shampoo
Open the door to the hallway
Feeling
Calm, Refreshed
...
**love**
**LoVe**
Is blind They say
“Oh the
CRAZY
Things OnE will do for
LoVe”
They say
Unfortunately
They
Do not
Specify exactly what this
LoVe
Is
Who are
They? ?
And who gives Them a say
Anyway?
Is there a
DEFINITION
That I may
~Concur~
So I will
Know
When I am
BliNdsIdeD
By this miraculous
LoVe?
And if this
LoVe
Shall [SteaL] my Heart
How EXACTLY
Will I know? ?
They
Also say that
LoVe is
{Blind}
{Deaf}
and
{Dumb}
so really
how can oNe TELL
when oNe
has fallen
the haphazard
D
R
O
P
Into
LoVe?
They
Say, all
LoVe
Really is
Is a sure
Road
to a BroKEn
HeArT
But really,
Who are
They
Anyway?