bipolar

July 6, 2013
By devinkimberly SILVER, Blank, New Jersey
devinkimberly SILVER, Blank, New Jersey
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I know a boy with bruised knuckles
and a room temperature heart
sometimes he'd look at me and cry
and tell me how much he loved me
other times he yell over how stupid I was
he would take me to the moon
and kiss me the whole way there
but then he'd leave me there
alone
I know a boy who brought tears to my eyes
and laughter to my stomach
I loved him as much as he hated me
and hated him as much as he loved me



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