Pointless poem 'bout bread. | Teen Ink

Pointless poem 'bout bread.

March 27, 2011
By Trk55 GOLD, Winter Springs, Florida
Trk55 GOLD, Winter Springs, Florida
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Favorite Quote:
"Her fake smile is her most prized possession."
"If your going too be two faced atleast make one of them pretty."


You crumble at the sign of pressure.
Yet you fill the stomach like a n parasite.
Your weak after warmth.
But when left alone you stiffen like a board.
Strong till pressure.
Weak with comfort.
Satisfying like love.
Alone you are a survivalist.
You is bread boy!


The author's comments:
My boyfriend wrote this and wanted me to post it, ahahaha. He says its got no meaning -__- but ayee its a poem abouut bread !

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