Looking Back (the ghost in the mirror)

Looking back I see a wink, in the sheen of the mirror; the lost soul of a girl whose cheeks are cracked through; She was the girl you came across many years ago, Your heart throbbed with sorrow, so you reached out to save her It took time for her to even notice your attempts... Continue Reading →

The Game We Play

I play the victim but I've broken hearts too He shattered me and my victim was you I don't take it lightly but I know how it goes Don't hold on too tightly, just pass on the woes   It's the game that we play - if you cry, you lose.

The End

When you're mad at your boyfriend but it's over something stupid and you don't want to cause an argument, there's only one way to deal with it... angst poetry.

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