*Originally song turned poem*
He's eccentric.
He's fire, I'm ice.
He makes those good times bad,
and he brings that extra spice.
I'm frozen.
I'm stiff in the knees,
But he loves me more than he will ever need.
I'm in love.
I beg, I plead:
I'm in need for attention.
Someone has to break my heart
For my need of discretion.
I'm hurt-free.
I'm a lover, not a fighter.
Please love me:
I'm better than those other shush!
Can't you see?
Don't break me
Heart.
Don't break me heart.
I love the way you kiss my cheek for nothing.
I'm not a fighter,
Just a lover on the floor.
But, somehow, he loves me more
Than those other snitches
Before.
I'm in love.
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Poems of the Dearest Soul
PoésiePoems of the Dearest Soul. Eccentric. Makes your heart melt. These Poems and short stories are all what you need during your off time. Romance. Suicide. Adventure. Realistic Fiction. Any genre known to man (or woman) Comment what other poem you wa...
