melt meWhat can you do to mend this heart For love is not only emotion, but art These shattered pieces astray and lost For porcelain crafts won't withstand the frost Of snowy peaks that echoed her screams Or the deep, black ocean for drowning dreams For love is generous, not stingy nor proud And sweet, honest words are never too loud The tape of a sweet talker may be enough To heal a soul made of paper and dust You recycle those lines to every whore But the hopeless romantic knows they need more Phone calls and flowers are nice when you're twelve But the lonely can't be cumelt me
Dreamy Love| My name is Jenny. I'm 15, now a sophomore in Highschool. I'm an aspiring everything. I have a need to learn, to do, to create. I love to write. I like autumn, and the rain. I speak a little french. :] My belly-button is pierced. I'm open to everything. I don't judge, or try not to.. I love to listen. :] And instruments intrigue me. :] I play flute, frenchhorn, piano, and just started violin. And of course I like art. My favorite mediums are: Photography, Poetry, and the Realistic Drawing. I do all three, but I don't have a scanner so I can't really upload all my drawings :/ I also love abstract art! And wish I had the epic skills to pull it off. |
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