July 10, 2016
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You used to talk all the time,

then one day you turned into a mime.

He broke you into so many parts,

as if he never cared about your heart.

But still you wish upon the moon,

hoping that he might come back soon.

Young girl i can promise you that,

never again will he suck the life out of you like a bat.

Just be cautious the next time around,

for pain once lost can always be found.

So in the future if a boy looks at you and drools,

make sure that he treats you like a jewel.

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KMG28 said...
Jul. 16, 2016 at 12:47 am
This poem has a nice rhythm, great advice, and wonderful descriptive language. :)
JamieNease replied...
Jul. 16, 2016 at 10:23 pm
Thank you @KMG28
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