Treasure Island

Kara Aleid was Thomas


Im a writer by words i say
a lover by my heart domain
im sick of
it all get's my heart and head in trouble
relationship are never as fairy-tales
they never know their endings?
they never know what their prince is like
will they treat you the same?
fairy-tales are made up? simply
do your shoe fall of? do you sleep and awake of a kiss?
who knows if a fairy tales happens for me?
the future is un-none.

-live life without looking back at the past and its pain.

Submitted: Saturday, August 18, 2012
Edited: Monday, November 26, 2012

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  • Hilton Ball (8/18/2012 8:49:00 AM)

    I know that to be true as well and eventually you will find someone to love and to be loved by but hold
    On to them and try only if they do and you will make it through
    (Akilleas) (Report) Reply

  • Alon Dy (8/18/2012 5:31:00 AM)

    nice one kara. good meanings. feel free to comment my poems as well.thank you (Report) Reply

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