briana plaz Poems

She's sick
Emotionally unstable
She's empty ….
Yet full of anger and sorrow
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I saw you there, and you caught my eye
(I would have died to talk to you, but words could never form)
Your eyes…
(Took my breath away…. I became lost in there truth)
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She shattered her innocence, with a single look in to his eyes.
Unaware of the sin with in his soul and mind, the sin she would withhold.
Watching as her inhibitions fall and break on the floor.
She finds herself seeing that his words were no more than lies.
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