Poem #2
You quikly walked up the street,
As your breath sped up,
But ypur heart was slower then ever.
I didnt want to move to quik,
Afraid you may notice I was'ent okay
Is it ok to just walk away?
I really want this to stop
He yelled,
As the other listened,
With a worried yet still angery look on his face.
He softly started to hate the loved.
[I promise to go away soon]
The other spoke with a soft yell.
Her jeans where ripped,
His shirt was wrinkled,
yet she still stod behind him the whole time
Push us away softly please.
As your breath sped up,
But ypur heart was slower then ever.
I didnt want to move to quik,
Afraid you may notice I was'ent okay
Is it ok to just walk away?
I really want this to stop
He yelled,
As the other listened,
With a worried yet still angery look on his face.
He softly started to hate the loved.
[I promise to go away soon]
The other spoke with a soft yell.
Her jeans where ripped,
His shirt was wrinkled,
yet she still stod behind him the whole time
Push us away softly please.