Cracked, but still priceless
His face shows beauty that is breathless,
A heart made of stone
He was never anyone's home.
Relentless rage and bitter frustration
Some would be surprised if he made it to graduation,
Kindness shows weakness
He never wanted to explore Life's sweetness.
Quick to get rid of you
His slick Rock N' Roll style intimidates you,
The smell of cigarettes and hard liquor
The mental divide between you and reality gets thicker.
He is the wild side
He is the never ending ride,
One that seems to get faster
No one really knows what he's after.
Such an interesting mind
Its beauty attracts many to find,
A soul so raw and perfect like diamonds
His eyes are like pools waiting for me to climb in.
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A collection of Personas
PoetryThis is just a collection of poems for people I have made up
