Poems from sk8terpmt
Click, Snap.
Pushed up her chest and arched her back.
Made that stupid kissy face to see how the boys would react.
She always posed for...
My soul longs for you.
Won't you come lie next to me?
You are my weakness.
Her routine consists of make-up and a dress.
A voice that booms across the stage.
A facade she wants to put to rest.
But they keep her...
You took a breath
Looked back at me
The words "I'm sorry"
escaped through your teeth
You came home from the hospital
asking me to...