I was once told that i write good poems, so here's one because I'm bored.
dancing underwater.
running out of air.
passing out beacause I'm having to much fun.
I wake feeling arms around me and hearing crying in my ear.
he's there, butn then again not I try to speak, but he shushes me. tells me not to speak.
you saved my life I wispered to him.
he asked me what happened .
I told him of the dancing and how i felt underwater, how i felt there.
i felt like i belonged.
there was no one to harm me no one to put me down.
then i couldn't breath, so i let go and you found me.
we live eternally together. with hope don't you see.
He said to me as i wispered don't leave me.
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This is my journal where I will say usless things about my day.
This is a poem for you:
people crying in the streets people dying at my feet. rain that falls from above on the people that I love. I scream as I awaken from A BAD DREAM.
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