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3.9k · Nov 2015
the blue boy and yellow girl
prc Nov 2015
blue boy, blue boy
ignored by all
blue boy, blue boy
wants to die
blue boy, blue boy
tries to be strong
but, it all goes wrong

yellow girl, yellow girl
loved by all
yellow girl, yellow girl
loves her life
yellow girl, yellow girl
is as bright as the sun
but, when blue boy is the darkest blue
her yellow fades to his blue

yellow girl, blue boy
make each other smile
blue boy, yellow girl
loved one another
but, alas, blue boy was too sad
yellow girl, yellow girl
was not as bright as she was before
but, with a little blue and yellow
she turned green
so um... if you got confused basically 'blue boy' killed himself at the end. uh.. yeah sorry if this wasn't that good
1.0k · Nov 2015
girl.
prc Nov 2015
there's a girl
stubborn yet, strong
quiet when she wants to be
loud whenever someone makes her laugh
that laugh that makes me smile
there's a girl
secretly sad but, doesn't admit it
it makes me mad when she's upset
because i don't understand why someone would hurt her like that
there's a girl
not just any girl
but, a girl i'm falling for
821 · Aug 2015
the truth.
prc Aug 2015
the most saddest people have the brightest smiles
the most shyest people have the loudest minds
the most happiest people have the saddest sobs
642 · Aug 2015
sun & moon.
prc Aug 2015
you asked me what the most beautiful love story was
i told you the sun & moon's
you asked me why
and i replied
"the sun & moon died for each other just so the other one would be able to shine."
568 · Aug 2015
art.
prc Aug 2015
the reason why i say
"no, i'm not pretty."
is because i do not refer myself
as beautiful or stunning or cute
i refer myself as art
if you look into my eyes
i can make you feel something
right then and there.
i like writing poems even though i'm not the greatest at it and plus i'm still kind of new. haha.
482 · Aug 2015
cigarette.
prc Aug 2015
you're addictive
i know you're killing me
each time i inhale and exhale
i'm slowly killing myself
but, it's gone to the point
where i don't even care
hiii um, i don't really know what this was??? this is my first poem so... sorry if it's kind of bad.
372 · Dec 2015
me
prc Dec 2015
me
staying up til 5:30 at night just so i can see the daylight
making everyone smile just so their happiness lasts a while
trying my best to stay strong when everything goes wrong
punching walls when i remember it all
scream and shout when people start to doubt
press a blade to my wrist when i'm feeling ******
my eyes squeeze shut when people yell at me
i just wish that i could be free
this is very personal and really ****** sorry

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