Poems from Yelly
There will be a girl.
She will be the one,
We’ve been waiting for.
Words will fall out of her mouth
And entrance a whole generation
Her...
Forgive my pessimism
but I am not inclined
to believe every word that slips out
of your mouth.
My lips have meddled in with yours -
you...
If I died today
People would talk.
They’d talk about my potential and how good I coulda been,
If the cruel hands of death hadn’t taken me...
She gazed at the mirror and caressed her face,
But she couldn’t look for long without letting out a grimace.
She could never really look at...