My life is like string,
pull me and i break,
my brittle bones and thin fingers,
are useless to me anyway,
this love is all i've got,
and its slowly going to waste,
i haven't got much, this is all
but its big enough for today,
you see my life is crumbling before me,
and i like to take a leap,
your potty mouth and too-faced personality
is least of my worries,
I'm taking a chance,
with what I've got
and I'm not gonna say I'm sorry
if you would like hang
i'd be pleasantly happy
as you should make the most of life
before your old and grumpy...
• Jada Lee •
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Deadly Demands
PoésieThe blood trickling slowly down her arm, The blade clutched tightly in her palm, The salty tears running down her face, As she looks up and finally says "Is this what you want, to see me suffer?" "The numbness of my mind, the coldness of my heart...
