Writing

A short poem I wrote about an image that popped into my head one night.

It sucks to feel this way.

A poem about power.

What has the world come to?

When everything else has died.

She dies.

I follow.

Written during math class.

Swirling like a storm The water crashes downward I flush the toilet.

Her long, slender legs Her beautiful eyes of brown What a pretty cow!

I swear that I would never break a heart. I'm just a child left alone in the dark.

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