Something hit your nerve cell like a clock bell that fell, but looking at your anger it's like my heart fell down a well. Open up your mind and breathe let that happiness inhale because if your ready to smile we can watch that anger exhale. But I'm still stuck watching you rap that tape around your glasses, letting things make you mad, can we just get past this. Time has come, now at last it's...time for me to leave, role up your sleeves, I'm leaving with ease, hoping for a hug at least please...as i open that door and hope that you follow me, I'd get far and get displeased....it's like my heart didn't want me to leave and my soul said look behind me but my mind said....don't look back...because she didn't follow me...that anger didn't let her breathe.
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"When Life Gives You Apples"
PoetryIt's a poem book full of situations that a boy could be put in, some exciting, some dissapointing...but when life gives you apples, what do you do?
