The BiPolar Express

A Glimpse Through the Looking Glass

Used To Be December 15, 2008

Filed under: Original Poetry — matildebonaparte @ 5:18 am

And she used to be someone.

Who went to bed and dreamt the innocent dreams of a child.

And then she grew up.

Those who are foolish will try to convince her otherwise.

But she knows what she knows.

And what she knows is that her heart has been broken for the very last time.

 

 

SMN

10/5/99

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