Poems from Kendall7.08
Feeling forgotten and way out of line,
A cold, dead heart that has always been mine.
Fluid descriptions of love and lust,
A boy whose boy...
She sits on the floor by her locker,
Pretending to have her nose in a book.
Though she doesn't fool those who love her,
To them it is only...
Forever, ever, and ever ago,
There once was a boy who loved someone so;
Creative and inquisitive this boy was,
And quite the secret keeper...