My name is Lacey Jackson. I have lived a normal life other than my first twelve years. I grew up with an alcholic father whom later passed away of alcholism. Soon after, my mother remarried. Ever since the passing, I have been interested in poetry. Although I usually keep my poems to myself, I wish to someday publish them.
He passed by me in the hall today
and the strangest thing happened.
His eyes stuck on me but he had nothing to say
and his smile flattened.
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Why did you tell me you loved me
when you knew you didn't mean it?
Why did you tell me we were meant to be
when even you didn't beleive it?
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Is it love
when our eyes meet
and i feel your hands slide across my cheek?
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you said you wouldnt leave me
you said you said you wouldnt go
you said you loved me
then you said you didnt know
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