As her eyes gleam in the early morning sun,
Her smile widens on her face and
Her laugh rings in my ears
Forcing the lovesick butterflies
That live in my stomach
To begin to flutter;
But my heart seems to grow heavy because
Why oh why must we
Be so complicated
All because of them?
Their chains of venom
Tie us to their gaze
And my heart shatters to glass in my chest
As the people
With pure spite in their eyes
Stare us
Down,
Down,
Down.
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Fuck society
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Venting In Verses
PoetryI vent here through my own poetry. The first few pieces aren't that good but I'm keeping them up to track my progress. So... enjoy, I suppose!
