Kelly Zion

Freshman - 527 Points [Tucalony] (11/27/1994)

Kelly Zion Poems

81. Guitar Day 8/7/2013
82. Gun To The Head 5/13/2013
83. Gypsy Eyes 10/15/2013
84. Hand To Hold 9/17/2014
85. Heal Me 5/9/2013
86. Heart Transplant 5/1/2013
87. His Pet Kitten 8/27/2013
88. Homesweet Chattahoochee 8/21/2013
89. Honey Melon 5/1/2013
90. Hooked 6/5/2013
91. Hooker's Halloween 10/18/2013
92. Hopecrash On Traintrack X 6/4/2013
93. I Just Want To Share This With You 11/15/2013
94. If I Could Call Everybody, 'Baby' 5/31/2013
95. If I Only Had A Duck 6/26/2014
96. Immortality, Be My Reality 9/4/2013
97. Imprinting 12/23/2013
98. In The End 4/5/2013
99. Is 'Everybody Mean? ' 5/31/2013
100. It's Gonna Be Okay 8/19/2013
101. It's Like Telling Us Not To Cry 8/20/2014
102. Jesus Is The Super Power 10/2/2013
103. Kill Me If I Die 5/23/2014
104. Kitten Lost 5/6/2013
105. Kitty In A Cowboy Hat 6/4/2013
106. Last Pages 5/6/2013
107. Life Of Death 6/16/2013
108. Light-Socket Man 5/31/2013
109. Little Girl On The Beach 4/4/2013
110. Little White Angels 11/25/2014
111. Livin' For A 'someday' 6/5/2013
112. Living With The Pain 4/8/2013
113. Locust Instinct 5/13/2013
114. Lone Car 4/25/2013
115. Lost Sheep 5/8/2013
116. Love 4/25/2013
117. Love Flutters 9/5/2013
118. Love Is A Baby Chicken 4/25/2013
119. Love Our Enemies 4/25/2013
120. Love Softly 5/31/2013
Best Poem of Kelly Zion

Addicted To You

I'm addicted to you,
I can't get enough of you
I suffer from withdrawal
when I'm away from you.
They say I'm obsessed,
I'm happily obsessed,
I'm addicted to you,
I need you,
I'm hooked on you,
I'd die without you,
I live for you,
I'm addicted to you.
Drugs can kill you
and mess you up
but love never hurts you
if it's true love,
unfeigned love
baby, our love
is the only sweet addiction.
Baby, music
help heal the hurting,
soothes the soul,
but baby, all the songs
mean nothing
compared to you
you're my sweet ...

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End Of Time

We float in this world as bits of dust,
following the instincts of our lusts.
How do we lose what we haven't gained?
How do we go crazy when we were born insane?
Let's lift ourselves out of this grave,
wash our souls out in the rain,
in Maraschino drops of blood,
we know we can be loved
if we rise above.

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