Poems from tangledbelle
Hush, little baby, don't you cry,
because you could never be as scared as I.
Once upon I time I had dreams,
now I lie awake and listen to...
Is it any wonder Apple is the name of her child?
If Apple ate a candy bar, Gwyneth's bound to go wild.
Mommy dearest won't let her darlings...
At least I won’t be there to see it.
This whisper creeps up on me,
the selfishness taking over once again,
perhaps for the third or fourth...
Nails ticking across a keyboard sounds like a symphony,
if it doesn’t stop, not even for a moment,
if no drum misses a beat and no flute...
No eyes doubt your mirrors, broken by beauty.
The cracks run red, perhaps from the lipstick you used to cover your bruised lip.
You wish to...