Fell in love,
Warned thereof.
Refused to be convinced.
Fairies three,
Took care of she,
The force behind her prince.
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Fell in love,
Warned thereof.
Refused to be convinced.
Fairies three,
Took care of she,
The force behind her prince.
Dress made.
Then torn apart.
Replaced by one as ice.
A key hidden.
A staircase climbed.
Her saviours were the mice.
The fairest skin.
The darkest hair.
A mirror never lies.
A single bite.
And seven men.
They fill the air with cries.
When I was alive, my name was Jerry.
Somehow I need to make you know.
If I don’t, I’ll go in an unmarked grave.
Forever known as another John Doe.
“Hello, how do you do?”
It’s a question we ask every day.
As rehearsed, we answer: “Fine.”
It’s what we have been taught to say.
Some people have this ability to make you feel,
Shaken, coughing, snotty, and altogether ill.
I’ve met them before, and I know you have as well,
For though I know it’s rude to say, you simply don’t look swell.
These people are an illness, and, darling, here’s the cure,
Don’t let them into house and home, don’t give in to their allure.
Shut the door in their face, don’t bother to be politely vague,
Or this simply cold, you’re struggling with, will turn into the plague.
A/N: Another lovely poem I thought I’d share with you guys via A Gift of Oneness
A/N: Just found this poem that I thought was awesome – reminded me of Nancy Drew – and I figured that I would share it with you guys via You Won’t Find Anything Down There
Ten years old,
I’ve learned how to tie my shoes.
Twenty years old,
I’ve learned how I like my booze.
Thirty years old,
I’ve learned to get up and go to work.
Forty years old,
I’ve learned to appreciate my quirks.
Fifty years old,
I’ve learned my kids are now adults,
Sixty years old,
I’ve learned to ignore the world’s insults.
Seventy years old,
I’ve learned how much a person I can miss.
Eighty years old,
I’ve learned how precious time here is.
We talked.
You seemed unflawed.
We whispered.
Words of Love.
We yelled.
Hateful things.
Now there’s silence.
As yelling brings.