puddles
i'm the little girl with pink ribbons
lying in a puddle of mud
weeping
torn stockings
johnny's laughing,
pointing
i'm the adult with pink leggings
lying in a puddle of mistakes
i'm weeping
torn spirit
and
no one's even
looking
posted by kanadians in korea @ 7:14 AM
3 Comments:
I see you and I'll sit w/ you in the mud... if you want me too -- we've all got our own puddles -- being able to admit it is the strongest part.
Love you very much!
A.
I am proud of you too.
And I like puddles too :)
I know, i know
emilyyyyyy. i've been reading your poems. i absolutely love them. they're haunting and full of images. they're abrupt and they hit you perfectly. i really really enjoyed them.
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