Is this how it's supposed to go?
I guess I ain't dead yet
Neither is my heart
'Cause I can feel that spark
And you're still in there,
But your race is run
Mine is not over,
I guess I ain't done.
Not dead yet
Guess I made another promise
I couldn't keep
'Cause every day, I felt him creep
A little farther in
And curl himself up
In half a heart
That he thawed out
And made whole.
I ain't dead yet
A/N: Random rhymes, but that's just how it came out.
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All the Small Things
PoesíaThis is where all my poems will live. This is where nightmares and dreams begin. Edit on January 10, 2014: 4 more poems to go, and then this book will be ended. Edit on February 21, 2014: The 50th poem is up. This book is complete.
