Laura Arman
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Poem "They all say":
- written March 2009
- published March 21, 2009
- viewed 30 times
Other poems by Laura Arman:
»A rush of thoughts«
»Boxed Up«
»Daddy's Girl«
»Falling uncontrollably«
»I see«
»If you can't get me«
»March«
»My Class«
»no second chance«
»Old Women's Perfume«
»She«
»Shipwrecked«
»still holding on...«
»Still walking«
»The electric chair«
»The sad girl on the train«
»The soul«
»The very last word«
»Wake up«
»When you really don't need me anymore please throw me away in the recycling bin«
Visit Laura Arman's profile page
Poem "They all say":
- written March 2009
- published March 21, 2009
- viewed 30 times
Other poems by Laura Arman:
»A rush of thoughts«»Boxed Up«»Daddy's Girl«»Falling uncontrollably«»I see«»If you can't get me«»March«»My Class«»no second chance«»Old Women's Perfume«»She«»Shipwrecked«»still holding on...«»Still walking«»The electric chair«»The sad girl on the train«»The soul«»The very last word«»Wake up«»When you really don't need me anymore please throw me away in the recycling bin«»They all say«
by Laura Arman
They all say,
I am beautiful,
I am amazing,
The perfect prize,
They all use these words,
To show me that they care,
But I don't,
I can't.
Apparently its obvious to the world,
They can't keep their hands off me,
It seems,
I'm not a trophy,
It's true that my heart was twisted,
My body dented,
My soul crushed,
And only tears
My heart
Does not want them,
Or their advances,
And cheap words.
Because my soul,
Is still yearning,
Still begging to recover,
But hoping,
It seems,
I could have whatever I want,
Apart from one thing,
you.
I am beautiful,
I am amazing,
The perfect prize,
They all use these words,
To show me that they care,
But I don't,
I can't.
Apparently its obvious to the world,
They can't keep their hands off me,
It seems,
I'm not a trophy,
It's true that my heart was twisted,
My body dented,
My soul crushed,
And only tears
My heart
Does not want them,
Or their advances,
And cheap words.
Because my soul,
Is still yearning,
Still begging to recover,
But hoping,
It seems,
I could have whatever I want,
Apart from one thing,
you.
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