Author: FashionRox669 PM
A little poem I wrote when I was bored on a Friday afternoon. I don't THINK it sucks...Rated: Fiction K - English - Drama/Friendship - Words: 103 - Reviews: 2 - Favs: 1 - Published: 11-17-12 - id: 3075117
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I'm not your minion or your doll.
I'm not another slave that won't let you fall.
I don't dream about your name incased in lights,
I want you to work to take your first flight.
No, I don't live everyday in fear,
While you storm around with a cuff on your ear.
Your blindness to me makes me amused.
When will you realize I cannot be used?
To hate you, though, I'd be hating myself,
For we are both books off the same shelf.
Two of a kind yet so far apart,
But never in years would I want your cold heart.