The smell hits me like a fright train
I have never smelled it before
it's addicting , it draws me in
I walk towords it
I can't stand to keep away
Then i see the person who it belongs to
A women no not a woman a girl
She sees me so i know it's to late
She recognizes me and she calls out
i go to her but i have to put restraints on myself
To keep from hurting her
My first reaction is to run
To keep myself from breaking the oath
So i just walk away clamly
When i am out of sight
I run back home to tell my father
I stay away from her
For the rest of her life
Once she is gone
I realise that was a once in a lifetime thing
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Spoken from the Heart
Teen FictionI started writing poetry in 7th grade and my interest has grown from there. Please comment if you like them. I have had a poet comment on one of my poems and wish to have it published. I just need to find the right people to get my work out to. Ea...