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kcmetz96

If you don't learn to write your own story, someone else will write it for you

7 poems·Since January 2017
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fire - stone

January 12, 2017
ill watch from the window 
two bodies freezing in the cold 
smoke from cigarettes another from his lungs 
two bodies shifting pretending 
speaking with pretty lies 
they were two stone walls 
guarding there heart
every passing night
but they asked to be built " not to far apart"
watchers from the windows could tell 
it wasn't meant to be 
but she liked to play with fire 
he liked to feel the heat
just two bodies cold as stone
one was thawing 
the other had been frozen for far too long
she handed him fire to burn down his walls
he gave her ice; to keep hers standing tall
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