I have the urge
to run down in blue night
just to see what is left
from the story.
Some say the blackberries are
gone now,
but i need to touch and
remember every song left
between thorns
and bittersweet memories
to run down in blue night
just to see what is left
from the story.
Some say the blackberries are
gone now,
but i need to touch and
remember every song left
between thorns
and bittersweet memories
This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.




Erica B.
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