(Hopefully Not) A New TrendA Poem by Kiara
My fingers are cold, my fingers are numb.
Why so sad, why so glum? Maybe I'm lonely, maybe I'm gone. Maybe I'll never again see the sun. What is wrong with you? Everything that I would do, Everything I'm going through. I know it's true, That he could never love me too. This is the end, Say goodbye to your friends. You'll begin a new trend, This is the end.
© 2012 KiaraAuthor's Note
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