Cleo Blue

Rookie - 0 Points (Midnight / The Dark Cloud of Angels)

Clay - Poem by Cleo Blue

Can i be my own person
With my own personality
Can i be my own soul
With my own destiny

You can't just mold
my heart out of clay
Even though im ice cold
I cant help but bend to every word you say

Im on a pottery wheel
With every detail you make
Just leave me alone
for Artemis' sake

My heart was ice cold
When you put it into the mold
Of how to be right
Just let me be myself tonight


Poet's Notes about The Poem

DO NOT READ THIS AUTHOR'S NOT IF YOU WERE NOT GIVING 'THE TALK' THANK YOU

Hey how ya doing.. just let me finish my puppet show *has girl puppet and boy one*
Merna: Sherman what have you done to me
Sherman: merna its called pregnancy
Merna: Sherman you put the sperm in
Baby: And now its sherman and merna and me!

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 19, 2013



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