Catch me if you dare,
Ill scream to make it fair,
I will hide in my lair,
As you look through my hair,
Hide and seek we tend to share,
But you finding me is quite rare,
For honestly I dont think you care,
And you would look you swear?
Yes, you replied from where,
Im hiding so quietly, under the stair,
But do you ever look? no because your the next hier,
The one whos known and loved, whos as fierce as a bear,
And whos never out ware,
For Im in the dark waiting for you to show, for me to spare,
Ive been waiting here for days, and I whisper a silent prayer,
Then I realize you not coming....I feel my emotions flare,
And then my heart tear,
But Im not givingup, not till I die, because your stubbon and that doesnt scare....
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The Blood That Stains The Pages
PoetryThese are just random poems I tend to write when Im feeling depressed