Sunday, December 13, 2015

A Gift for Jarom







Jarom Anton

A line from every post 
turned into a grand theft poem









When I was a kid I dropped a brick on my foot

I've been told I have a good heart

but Hell is in my mind

and love is blind

so WAKE UP

I'm too young

and love has left it's withered mark

and a scar that is unbearable

but it's okay

why we cry doesn't matter as much as the fact that we do 

we are still who we were when we found each other

 ...

When I was a kid a dropped a brick on my foot

because all I want is for them to see me




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