If I.

If I.

A Poem by Kirsty Lee

If I wanted diamonds I would work the mines.

Cover myself in jewels and pretend to be divine.

If I wanted gold I would sell my soul.

And live ageless, alone and cold.

If I wanted fame I would deceit and slander.

Then drip myself with friends who just want the glamor.

If I wanted your love I would write a letter.

Set it on your grave and wait until winter.

If I didn't want to feel ageless and alone,

with hundreds of friends whom I don't know

and for ever day a different jewel to wear,

then I would have kept your heart

and treated it with care.

© 2010 Kirsty Lee

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I actually just edited this! Haha thank you for the reviews.

Posted 10 Years Ago

Wow, that is very good. That bluntness if your unique flavor. You have a great way of setting things up.

Posted 10 Years Ago

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What a beautiful yet almost sad piece. Really great rhythm and imagery.

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Added on November 20, 2010
Last Updated on November 23, 2010
Tags: sad, loss, death, need, greed, love, chances


Kirsty Lee
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