Poems from frizzle82

When I make him angry He grabs onto my wrists And rips me apart With his white-knuckled fists But I’ll cover it up So the bruises won’t...
Babies are born Books are opened Puppies open their eyes And first words are spoken   Flowers grow And pages are turned Kites are flown And...
They say that you’re fat You are beautiful. They tell you you’re ugly You seem fine to me. They called you a queer You’re not really that...
Holding inside My biggest secret Could be the hardest The largest Regret. Opening up Could be a mistake; A wrongly taken Chance. They say...
When the stars come out And the moon shines bright, A single girl Lies in bed at night. All alone in the world; All alone in her head She's...

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