new major
three semesters left after this summer semester.
excited
worried
anxious
shocked
I'll be getting out roughly a year earlier then I had anticipated with my first major, who would've thought...


I Want...I want your eyes to look into mine. Those bright eyes. Colorful eyes. Gorgeous eyes.I Want...
I want your arms to embrace my body. Those strong arms. Gentle arms. Comforting arms.
I want those lips of yours upon mine. Those sexy lips. Luscious lips. Full and gentle lips.
I want you to whisper sweet nothingness into my ear. I want you to count all of my different smiles. I want you to look into my soul. I want you to like me, for well... ME.


Too LateI miss you I love you Forever you'll beToo Late
My heart
My soul
Cries out in agony
Rejection
No objection You left me in pain
A heartless Careless
Shell of a girl
With her heart
Ripped out From her chest
The twinkle
In her eyes fade Into nothingness
The smile
On her face Dissipates
As she withers away You could care less Until the day, when it's too late


Plastic KnifeI handed you a plastic knifePlastic Knife
Hoping it wouldn't hurt But you found a way
To carve my heart out
Rolling it around
In your dirty hands
Dropping it to the cold, hard ground Kicking it along with so much force
Never seen such a smirk That of which appeared onto your face Made me sick, I thought I knew you I guess I was wrong
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Its a bunny! ^^
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"The Best of Poems Part 2"
Check it out.
PS: Thank u for owning that bitch that insulted poetry on my last article. I referred to it at the beginning of this one.
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Art is Resistance
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