Wednesday, December 1, 2010

Assignment #18 My poem

What's wrong with our hearts? We say we love someone but leave and find a other,
To tell you the truth i'd rather not fall in love until I can handle it,
Just as Mr. Leah said happiness is just like a stick one ends
Happiness and the other is sadness, and no matter
how many times you take off the sadness
it's always going to be their. Which
Sucks! Now it doesn't mean
Be a scab to everyone
you meet but just
be Cautious.
Being 16
And pure is
what I am, and
Hope to keep it that
way. Until that Prince comes
around and knows how to carry such
fragile thing, and until then my flower shell not
Bloom, and in some ways it's funny how god likes to show
us our life lessons through others pain, Young and Reckless is how I
Explain it. You may have hurt many but it's safe then sorry in this game. Now
You are not selfish oh no, just not settle, your like an ocean through the day wishing
washing around, and one day you will be settle. You have not found the golden heart, Just
foolish, fake golden eggs. Foolish, hearts don't ever shine as bright as those who live in the stars.

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