Glass FilmA Poem by Amaranta(11:09 pm) There is a glass film Over his body Not something he can Break easily There's a big storm inside He doesn't look it, but He's a boy made of ice Funny how life goes, though When things aren't Looking very nice When you wish he'd come home And you miss his late night lips He's long gone And it was never what you really wanted To see him go © 2014 Amaranta |
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Added on November 18, 2014 Last Updated on December 10, 2014 Tags: poem, poetry, speculative |