So I decided to do something different than my usual poems!
This one.... will probably mention self-harm, or use of drugs/alcohol, or any other bad thing, so if you are easily triggered, do not read.
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Green eyes met blue
Boys from different places
Both with the same goal:
To make it through, aces.
Bumped into each other
In the toilets of the place
One said, "Oops!" and one said "Hi!"
The next thing they know, sparks fly.
They fell in love as surely
As the leaves fall in autumn each year
And before they make it through
They each shed a few tears.
For the news has gotten to them
They didn't make it through
So they pack their bags to go
But wait! There's more, too?
They're called back on stage
To be told about the group idea
And all the two boys can think
Is, "Can we make this last?"
They were given an extra chance
Surely it was a sign of fate
That those two boys
Would now be at the gate
The house is full if people
The five boys share a room
And the two boys always think
Will he be my groom?
But they didn't win the show
They never had a chance
But then a light came
In the form a white shirt and colored pants.
He signed them a deal
As long as they worked hard
And didn't get too out of hand
And made a lot of cash.
But the boy with the curls
Asked, "What about me and him?"
And the man in the big chair
Said, "You can't be together."
That was a blow to both of them
They couldn't show their love
To a world full of haters
So they hid it like a dove (idk)
Their naïveté faded
As the realized they couldn't joke
One of them got the fake girlfriend
One of them had to take the yoke.
The boy with green eyes
Started showing up with scars
And the boy with blue eyes
Felt he was doing his baby wrong.
So they kept together
No matter how hard it was
For they had a promise
"Just a few years, no more."
Meet Harry Styles
Meet Louis Tomlinson
Meet the two people
Who make up Larry Stylinson
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What'd ya think?
I know, it was terrible, wasn't it?
-Kat
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