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Like sisters we were inseparable I thought being best friends forever was inevitable Never thought we would end so catastrophic Until I learned that you were toxic We deteriorated slowly
The best apples Are too high to reach. The closest and easiest apples Are rotten and ugly and unhealthy. I do not have the strength
I once was found with many of them, many friends that were fun to be around, fun to talk to, and fun to hang out with. None of them were close though. I couldn't turn to them when sad, hurt, or alone.
Deep in the mass of mystical thoughts,
Someone please call 911 I think my heart is beating abnormally. My lungs feel like (gasp, gasp) oxygen is taking the final exodus out. All I want to do is BREATH can anyone (gasp) help me??