Dress up, dolls, 
A fake string of pearls, 
My mother you have always 
Made up my world.
        
...
    
        I can’t stop smiling
When I’m with you
I can’t stop staring 
When I’m with you
        
...
    
        Stop the clock
Just grab the minute 
Make your world rock
Just be right in it
        
...
    
        The heart that should have shattered
I cannot seem to find
The words I had rehearsed
Keep flowing through my mind
        
...
    
        I have to stop thinking 
How perfectly I fit with you
I need to focus on breathing
Now that you have found someone new
        
...
    
        What’s spinning in my head
Is destined to stay
Lest it pass my lips 
And the world comes crashing down.
        
...
    
        The words i want
to flow from my pen
will bring me here 
and back again
        
...
    
        layer after layer 
falls away to the fire
leaving behind
raw, unchanneled
        
...
    
        You smile and I 
Lose all the things 
I wanted to say to you
I think and then
        
...
    
        i wish that i could tell you
about this feeling so strong
but i know it cant be true
it feels so right it must be wrong
        
...
    
        Curling my hair and practicing my smile
My reflection looks anxious
Twisting the locks to perfection
I head out the door.
        
...
    
        Cupid is the drug lord
Of these dark and dangerous Times
Dealing with the Guilty
Spinning chaos to rewind
        
...
    
        Tussling my hair with a towel releasing whiffs of sweet shampoo
Open the door to the hallway
Feeling 
Calm, Refreshed
        
...
    
                    **love**
                    
                    **LoVe**
Is blind They say
 
“Oh the 
CRAZY
Things OnE will do for 
LoVe”
They say
 
Unfortunately
They
Do not 
Specify exactly what this
LoVe
Is
 
Who are 
They? ? 
And who gives Them a say
Anyway? 
 
Is there a 
DEFINITION
That I may 
~Concur~
So I will 
Know
When I am 
BliNdsIdeD 
By this miraculous 
LoVe? 
 
And if this
LoVe
Shall [SteaL] my Heart
How EXACTLY
Will I know? ? 
 
They
Also say that 
LoVe is
{Blind}
{Deaf}
and 
{Dumb}
 
so really
 
how can oNe TELL
when oNe 
has fallen
the haphazard 
D
  R
     O
        P
Into 
LoVe? 
 
 
They 
Say, all 
LoVe 
Really is
Is a sure 
Road
to a BroKEn 
HeArT
 
But really, 
Who are 
They 
Anyway?
                

 
                    