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Poetry By: Emily Johnson
Poetry


Somehow I've guessed it right...


Submitted:Feb 25, 2013    Reads: 8    Comments: 2    Likes: 2   


Screams in my ears,

I attempt to shoo them with my hand

minutes later they return,

piercing the sound barrier.

Black under my eyes,

a heavy weight upon my shoulders

I touch the triangle

and light fills my sound.

This melody makes me think of one

then two

then all the rest

and that's where I look at myself…

and that's where I look at myself.

I want to be his forever

whoever he may be

I'll be his perfect disaster

and he'll be my forever

But fear strikes

he needs time

he won't reply

no one home

no lights on

paranoia

I saw it coming

Once I was beautiful…

but now…

I'm not.

Moving on again

to another

where this time

He'll fall for me.





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