Vague melodies of Beach House
My thick hair has been doused
I still regret to remember
Meeting you in November
I wonder what happened
After your aura blackened,
Your eyes saddened,
And our contact ended
Will I ever feel the same?
After what we never became
The regrets that maim
A snake gone up in flames
It's been so long and my eyes are dry
Still my body shakes as it tries
Tries so hard to cry
The wounds you inflicted
I get reminded of them
During the nighttime
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The Words of an Angsty Teen
PoetryI think I contemplate too much I'm fairly certain I need a drink To kiss, to feel another's touch - This is a poetry collection of an angsty teen. It's that and nothing else. Original, I know. Side note: this poetry collection doesn't promote depr...
