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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Young Adult Readers And Writers
An unheard plea that will never come to be. An unheard plea that was never good for me.

Submitted: July 30, 2018

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Submitted: July 30, 2018



Look inside your heart.

Let us begin again,

as if from the start.


The unedited story
of you and I
was not a tragedy,
nor a lie.
Yet sentenced it was
to merely die.


Admittedly for me and you,

our little pair of two,

times are tough:

It’s true.


The things to say

are diminishing,

and I am left here

simply wishing

-- For your lips,

that I should be kissing


With a buzz and a burr,

and a grinding of gears

my brain divulges

into the deepest of fears.

The things that pop out

of my brain of a box,

surprise me; I need a detox.


But I can’t, and I won’t.
I refuse to give up.
That’s for the weak
not for the tough.


When faced with a battle
some preserve,
others get scared
and rattled with drear.


But no, not me.

Wait and see.

cracks in skins’ sheath

will not conquer spirit,

so easily.

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