hi
um quick disclaimer this isn't mine at all okay hi
like really I didn't write this. (I wish I did but whatchagonnado) I don't remember who did but if you know tell me bc I don't
but I love love love this poem. I three love this poem. so here.
the song on the side has actually nothing to do with the poem but damn it fits the mood doesn't it??and I LOVE this band so yeah enjoy
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the boy on my bus
there is a boy who catches my bus
who has bluey-grey eyes as clear as
the lake the kids go swimming in
he sits with his friends and laughs
a lot at little things
and when his friends are silent
he looks out the window
I sit two seats behind him
and I think he's beautiful
there is a boy who catches my bus
who has bluey-grey eyes as empty as the lake the kids go swimming in
in the winter.
he sits with his friends and
stares at his lap and when
his friends say something
funny he doesn't
laugh anymore
I sit two seats behind him,
and I think he's beautiful
there is a boy who catches my bus
who acts happy every morning
from seven a.m.
he sits with his friends and
gives them empty smiles and
wears long sleeves in the
middle of summer.
I sit two seats behind him,
and I think he's beautiful.
there was a boy
who caught my bus
who was found by his parents
after he had
shot himself
he wrote a letter to his friends
and told them that
he loved them
he wrote a letter to his parents
saying sorry
and he wrote a letter to a sad girl
who sat two seats
behind him on the bus
and told her that she was beautiful.
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Historia Cortan.: a simple circlet of small jewels; a simple crown // a collection of musings and scribbles and thoughts
