{stage three}
FLAKE.
It was all so sudden,
I was dismayed,
My mind couldn't function,
I feel betrayed.
The mention of you,
Trips me up,
The glance of you,
My emotions erupt.
What is this?
I pondered,
This can't be,
I denied.
I couldn't accept,
Yet feelings are inevitable,
My heart you swept,
Without any realization.
My own oath I broke,
A flake I call myself,
My future turns to smoke,
As a heartbreak will soon yell.
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From The Bottom Of My Heart: Gone With the Wind (Poetry)
PoetryJust a little glimpse of how I live my life. Written in a form of poetry. I started to wonder and I still was when I wrote those first few lines. As I continue to write, an idea; a theory slowly crept into my mind. What if this is the real me? All...
