Monday, December 8, 2014

From Period 1 on Mon., Dec. 8th


  • Hollow haerts and
    shallow minds...

    I look to you for
    comfort bt all I
    see is a closed door
    and your smirked
    face behind it.

  • Lips,
    closed with silent
    words escaping the
    blue of the eye.

    Hands,
    cautiously touching skin.

    Love?
    One night is all
    I need to
         hear.

  • "I'm in love
    with you"

    A blank stare,
    then I see
    him smile
    through a pixilated
    screen


    The feeling of relief.

  • Slapped in the face
    with reality

    tears slice down
    her face.




    Freedom.

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