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 Oct 2015 kengie
Bailey Lewis
I fell for a girl with a glass heart
And watched as she  
Slowly fell apart
Picking up the pieces
And putting her back together
Meant knowing that she
Wouldn't do the same
No matter how much I helped her
Despite the cuts she left
On my hands
I wouldn't have wished
For he to be made of gold
Because instead of being
A caring canvas
I would have been the coal
Sacrificed in order
To make her glow
 Oct 2015 kengie
Lunar
roses are red,
ink is black.
give me credit
or give it back
slightly furious that some people used my poetry but did not claim who the author was. so here's one dedicated to them. please guys, to any artist of the sort, be it music, writing, design, theatrical, film or fine arts: PLEASE GIVE CREDIT. WE WORKED HARD TO PRODUCE A PIECE AND OUR IDEAS AND THOUGHTS DO NOT COME FOR FREE. posting it on another website and just saying that the work is from HelloPoetry is NOT DECENT ENOUGH. HelloPoetry did not make the work, I did.

It's good enough you are able to read it online, tbh.
 Oct 2015 kengie
Alvira Perdita
I find myself
getting childishly
envious of
people in the
streets who
are holding
cigarettes
Death.

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