Poems from rachelbarnett96

You rested your head against the mossy tree stump never minding the ache as you sprawled upon the wet grass that dampened your dress and...
You were a warmthLike a fire that quietly crackles, then spits out an ember that makes me jumpWhimpering, I crawl back to your orange glow...
My eyes are sore I imagine the red rims where all the thoughts swim and melt into a dream right before me   And ignore me, the very part...
I linger I stare I play with your hair that shines in the sherbet sky my eyes burn yellow and orange I've forgotten you've scorned any...
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I've grown up No, I've grown bitter

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