Unlikely yours
I say tonight,
It's just a thing
We do in fright...Your way is blocked near the staff room chops
Me going in a daze rocking my jogThere where the eyes of every cat,
Of every student in the fret,We put reflections of the maps
Saying it's a mistake that we met..Me going to the right to the stairs,
Trying to avoid your every step
Is it me ? I garnish the gaze I wept cuz they
Follow you till every totery strap
That purple not shirt no belt Or tie
That pink not lips but your wafts so I tried
That day where I could see the breathless criesNot falling in love but your scraps in my mind
You walk out to the same beat as I ran,
We not stumble like cliche hand in handJust you and me trying to fend,
The layout of the hallway van,I not see your eyes as we dance,
Not lose my way in your hands,
Only see your foot at the stance,
that purple one you make me entrance,You don't know my name till now I'm blessed
I don't want you too it's a plead, request,
A mistake I made as I ran,
In the fire now it's burnt to ash,That crinkling in your eyes
To That crumbling disguise,To forgive all these lies i put my foot left to right,
So we take a right to night
The moon shining bright
Staring students eyes
Stars are going after this sight,
Then we realise,
The mistake we made that night,
To look in each our eyes
Grazing the blood stained brightShattering glass on the floors
Go back and back don't follow this road,
The reality bends on this soul,
The dead rose crumbles for the foesThe staff room opens a gate wide,
I hit the stairs for the night...Umm...I'm back! I know I love this poem even tho it's like really rusty! Ya it's about a guy happy? A guy I stumbled into the fourth time, not a crush tho
he stepped on my toe!! Ouch! Yes people I roasted him alive so chill,
Night!
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Scribbled tears
שיריםWhen I cry I write, when I feel lonely I quote , when I feel the crimson sun banishing my Scarlet mind into the abyss I sing. This is basically a poem's book. But it may contain some songs I wrote n quotes .... so its all my writings here You will...