Sometimes
When I smile
I can feel my lips cracking
And sometimes
When I laugh
I can feel my voice cracking
But I can't stop
Because my body
Doesn't remember
How to feel sad
With these American candies
They feed me.
These candies that stop
My heart
From cracking.
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
January 15th, 2009
Poem by bamboo boy at 8:51 PM
Labels: life, poem, ripped tights
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