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A Poem by Ashleigh Jo

When I think back to what used to be I mostly think about the long talks at night,

I know that we almost never got into a fight.

But I look at you now still in love with you,

I should of gotten a clue.

It makes me upset now when i rember all thoes times we shared,

I wish now you would of cared.

As i sit here and think of you it makes me want to take that razor to my wrist,

And watch all the blood run down my fist.

I had a wonderfull time and we made a plan,

But as I sit here and scan,

My head is telling me to let go,

But my heart is telling me no.

I may not be a millionair but I thought we had somthing oh I fotgot about that hoe,

You wanted her just becuase she could blow.

It kills me everytime you call me,

You had a special key,

A key to my heart somthing you said you would'nt brake,

But look now you can't have what you can't take.

I can't say that I hate you because I do not,

You had a big part of my heart but now its just a dot.

I will always love you but I cant see me ever saying yes,

It took you a long time to confess.

 

*This is a poem I wrote a couple months ago. I'm going to be 16 in July. So this one is for the teenagers. Dont let a man/guy tell you how to live your life and don't let him tell you that its all going to be okay if you do somthing. Don't run down the same street as me. I regret a lot about what and how I came about doing things. Just trust yourself and think about somthing before you do it. I know it sounds easier said than done and it is but trust me it's worth all the pain in the end.

 

 

 

 

 

© 2010 Ashleigh Jo


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Ashleigh Jo
Ashleigh Jo

Wellsville, NY



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Hi my name is Ashleigh Jo. Im 14 years old. I live in a small town. I find that a lot of people tell me that im a great writer. So thats why im doing this. A lot of my poems come from my heart. And ye.. more..

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