Biography of Crystal Pierce
I have a just a small amount of time but the spur of the moment encourages my rhymes. I enjoy what little I do on here and the support and criticism. It really helps.
Crystal Pierce Poems
To Think Of A Lover
To think of your lover, how could there be any other? Another soul to stay near you, so you won't be blue.
The moonlight was our guiding light, and it was passion we were trying to fight. We were nervous, and our hearts were beating fast, I wanted this moment to never pass.
Was It Heaven Or Hell
Was it heaven or hell? Old as they were to young to know. I hope they are well, wherever they go.
Never underestimate the mind of girls. Yes, our emotions have a million swirls, but we are strong! Never doubt us, we're never wrong.
The beginning of this story, starts with an overwhelming worry. The constant feeling of something wrong gnaws and eats away at my insides, strong.
The Girl With The Saxophone
The silence blinds me for a second. The stage is lit to perfection. I take my seat and let out a long breath. Don't let me freeze up, please!
Don'T Say Good Bye
Don't say good bye. For when you do I will surely cry. The tears will flow down my face, as you leave our secret place.
The Simple Soul
A simple soul wonders as the world makes it ponder. It shows mercy. So do you see?
Do you want to go with me to drink tea? Let's see what trouble we can get into with the Red Queen. Let's go and be free!
Me, Myself, And I.
Me, myself, and I. Sometimes we wish to die. We go through life day by day. That's the only way.
I want to explain how I feel. But this feeling is too real. He's taken my heart already, and now my worries don't weigh so heavy.
Short stack, yep, that's me. Being short is never who I wanted to be. All my friends look down to see me, and laugh when I try and stand tall.
It Was Meant To Be
I loved you and you loved me. We always thought it was meant to be.
My mask covers my face, from the fear all over the place. It tells my lies, as it covers my tearful eyes.
The Soft Playing Wind
The balmy breeze blows
but when you look it won't show.
It will divert your attention
just long enough for it to mention.
The soft playing wind
It brings an influx of leaves
and makes you feel at ease.