Larry Stylinson

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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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