Instructions For A CriminalA Poem by Alice PattersonWhat am I supposed to do now? Just sit here and watch you bury me alive? Sorry for the inconveince but that's not how normal people thrive.
Going off to break my heart not caring if it was ever whole but, who listens, y'know? because I guess it wasn't only my life you stole.
They say when a tree falls in the night it still makes a sound, strong and clear but you press your finger to my lips some things no one will hear
Just because I didn't come off strong then doesn't mean that i'm not iron now if I get my way the last thing you'll think is she's so strong, and she doesn't care if I called her a cow.
© 2012 Alice Patterson |
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2 Reviews Added on April 7, 2012 Last Updated on April 7, 2012 AuthorAlice PattersonOnly a Kid, But Hard To Scare, CAAboutI am a poet and novelist, though I seldom write short stories other than soliloquies about fictional characters. I love music from the seventies, eighties, and nineties, and alternative music from the.. more..Writing
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