Not Another Word

December 30, 2013

Hush, my dear. Not another word. Do not speak those lies you’ve heard. The rumors, I solemnly promise, are not true. The one I Used to want will always be you since you Stabbed Me through my bleeding heart. I never realized how much this would Tear Me Apart. HOW COULD YOU? After all I did… After all I gave… After all I shared… YOU DID THIS TO ME. YOU BROKE ME IN TWO. YOU…You…you… I may Look like I have gotten over it; I may Seem like I am happier now, but though the wound delivered by you to my weeping heart has Scabbed over it has not healed. It has not sealed. I am not happy. I put on this show… still, it’s for you; to mend Your Conscience. It’s only for You… And you Deserve Not Another Word.

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I love words... I actually started out writing lyrics for songs and then I realized how much more I can express myself through poetry. One of my teachers pushed me to join the writing club at school and the book that the club published had so many amazing writers that I decided that I wanted to be a part of that community. When I write my poetry about a topic that means something to me it makes me feel freer, like a weight lifts off my shoulders every time and I LOVE IT!

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