Homeless | Teen Ink


April 4, 2009
By WriterDancerLover GOLD, Fontana, California
WriterDancerLover GOLD, Fontana, California
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Home is where the heart is,
and my heart is in your hands.
They say it's a rite of passage,
but it passed by way too fast.

These seconds keep on passing,
so slow now that you're gone.
Those times that we were having,
I wish they'd keep going on.

I cried myself to sleep last night.
My red face a stark contrast
to my green eyes.
I wish you never told me
all those devilish lies.

My heart still beats,
but it's broken,
all because of you.
I can't believe I thought
those lies were all the truth.

But now I'm piecing myself back together,
and watching you fall apart.
The damage you did to me
is eating at your heart.

You sunk me so low
but I'm dragging you down too,
while I rise back up,
because I'm forgetting you.

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on May. 23 2014 at 5:53 am
HermioneHainsworth PLATINUM, Leeds, Other
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Favorite Quote:
"There's always another book to read, and if not, write one."-me ;)

Perfect, I really love this. Like your other poems, truely heart felt

on Apr. 27 2010 at 11:34 am
Starrlyt PLATINUM, Willard, North Carolina
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Favorite Quote:
Shoot for the moon, even if you miss, you'll land among the stars -Les Brown

awesome poem....

Valery5 said...
on Apr. 23 2010 at 12:26 pm
Valery5, Riverside, California
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Favorite Quote:
"What's bad for your heart is good for your art."


Bobbi PLATINUM said...
on Feb. 12 2010 at 7:59 pm
Bobbi PLATINUM, Terry, Mississippi
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I LOVE THIS... it catches attention from the very beginning