You filled pages and pages with all the things you wished to say to me,
Weaved them together with your emotions,
Let your pain create the spine and the cover,
I read the pages,
I felt the spine,
But the pages were not weaved together,
The emotions that created it,
We're void,
Those pages were filled with just words,
Not the lessons you intended,
Not the short stories that should have made me laugh,
Not the losses that should have made me grieve,
Those pages were filled with emotionless words,
I can not laugh at a strangers stories,
I can not grieve for a starters tragedies,
I can not learn from a strangers lessons,
If you wanted me to receive your book,
You should not have made the author a stranger.
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I don't know who this is meant for. (Shrugs shoulders)
Kisses <3
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Shit Happens
PoetryThis is for anyone that can't put there thoughts and feelings into words. Whether it be at your best, worst, most beautiful, or most tragic times. These poems will remind you of them. Or so I hope. Because I mean Shit Happens. What you should expe...
