[Your Name Here]
Sometimes the simplest of words
on settled tongues are the hardest to speak
And speaking your name is
like the evil whispers of a slithering serpent
Stealing the innocence of the young and naiive
To blind to see
that Hercules isn't as strong as he seems
Speaking your names like
Acupuncture to my heart
Insertion of the poisins your mind would speak
but your heart was lying
And I was believing
How young of me
Becoming tainted
While your words flowed through me
Holding them in the chamber of my heart
that was never whole because you
always held half of me
Pumping your lies into the malfunctioned part of my heart it was reserved for
Cause I'm all to prepared for this feeling
Letting it flow thru and marinate into my heartbeat
This cylce is all to familiar
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k.j.rodriguez
<br>Hi. I'm Kayla :) Blank pages and unsaid words are my arch nemesis. My writing is my best asset. I like long walks on the beach, pina coladas, and open mics. I hope you enjoy my poems as much as I enjoyed writing them.</br>
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