The cold air is blowing,
As your cold heart is numbing,
I wonder to myself,
Why did you have to be,
a cold hearted feined?
Your heart is ice cold,
but your face is irrisistable,
like the heavens had brought me,
a gaurdian angel.
All I wanted was to feel
special,
feel great.
But your lips are like ice,
Your hands are like snow,
Your eyes are killer,
but your additude is thrown.
I cannot be with a grinch,
Or be with the rich.
Nor do I want to be treated like a b***h,
and don't say it's a minor glitch.
There's no reason to mistreat others,
or use them,
for sanity sakes.
Go ahead, go laugh at me,
but one day, you will see.
Ice LipsA Poem by MellyBURSTOFbayumOld stuff x]© 2009 MellyBURSTOFbayumAuthor's Note
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Added on March 1, 2009 AuthorMellyBURSTOFbayumToronto, ON., Shh, it's a secret :), CanadaAboutI am Melissa. Yes, I am superior, and I'm lovable >;). I'm kind of disappointed in myself.. Can you believe? Likin someone for five years... and you were only thirteen! It's sort of pathetic of .. more.. |

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