I am broken
And now that you see,
what you've allowed
to happen to me
The evils you have forced
into my existence
Self-serving evils
now defying you
with such persistence
You try to cover up your lies
Dangling hope in front of my eyes
~~~
I wri...
It has been about about a month and change since I announced I would be working passionately on Over A Cliff B613, poem 13 and asked kindly for you all to await its arrival. Well here it is with the help of my amazing friend Jordann!! I hope it meets all of your expectations and thank you so much for sticking around.
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This poems cuts deep as I owe Scandal at least half of my soul and it hurt badly when it ended. Scandal will forver be in my heart. It still hurts and while I know this is so pathetic that this show made such a difference on my life I felt it had earned and deserved a poem. On that note, I never expected that creating this poem would take so long. At first I wanted to make two poems, one titled B613 and the other Over A Cliff but eventually I came to the conclusion that one poem would be best and so... here we are today. The last three stanzas are kind of written in my perspective but the rest are written in the perceptive of the president, Fitzgerald Thomas Grant the Third.
First let me say,
No one can deliver a witty quip, inspirational speech, or fierce monologue quite like
Olivia Pope.
I admire her strengths ad weakness' and hope to become at least half the woman she is.
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Stay... One minute
Let me breathe in your essence once more
Listen to your heart beat and watch your chest rise
