Tiger Lily Love

Being A Rebel - Poem by Tiger Lily Love

He was everything I wasn't.
The epitome of bad
Maybe that's why I craved him
He was something I wanted
But knew I should have

He was a breath of fresh air
In my seemingly suffocated life
But ours was a love full of
And fights

He was the match that lite the flame
That almost consumed me that night
And in the end his smoke almost completely blurred
My vision of wrong and right

I remember coming home
And lying awake that night
Turns out being a rebel is not fun
If you're willing to pay the price

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Inspired by my short lived rebellious phase

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 19, 2013

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