Bleach and AmmoniaA Poem by Emma ClaireWe never would've worked
We never would've worked
Your abrasive style My controlling demeanor You hit with words And so do I You are the sun and I am the moon Grace everyone with your presence-- --your prince has arrived! But I'm already a queen You are closed I am open You are beautiful I am charming You are arrogant I am stubborn We are incompatible stop crying stop drinking stop yelling stop loving Our words couldn't fix us Our lips couldn't distract us Our money couldn't buy us time We've passed our deadline... I wanted this to work. © 2014 Emma Claire |
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Added on July 1, 2014 Last Updated on July 1, 2014 |

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