Ray Mesa

Rookie (5/17/89 / Grand Forks)

Sleepover In The Cemtary! - Poem by Ray Mesa

She's like a barbie doll
She never calls me
But that one day
On some person's grave
I shared a kiss I never knew exist
Who knew I would find bliss
In a graveyard?
She was so skinny I could feel her bones
It is not easy to explain, it's so hard
To say I felt some spark becuase she felt so cold
Now I'm alone and she seems so far
As I sit at home, I know that she is thinking of me
and As I hang my head and cry I still can smile
Becuase I was the last person she sleeped with before she died

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  • (5/8/2006 3:29:00 PM)


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Poem Submitted: Monday, May 8, 2006



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