Mouse Boy

The first time i wrote poetry onto paper then onto the computer and this is what i i basically wont be writing on paper again!! x

Too many words for a small hearted love

Too many wounds for a girl moved on too soon

Too much of a lack of times you looked above 

Too many false promises to fall immune. 

Your wasting, Your wasting the pieces of your heart 

Dont you think It's time to start 

Sweeping up, the shards of her glass greenhouse 

Where too many emotions seem to grow

Are you a man? boy, Or a mouse? 

Show her what she's missing, let go. 

The End

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