Poems by They Call Me Megan

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  • Try and decorate these plain walls with splashes...
    The brilliant color is only temporary, my mood...

  • Our planets assemble themselves, we can feel the...
    The Apocalypse...

  • One from two.
    Headfirst blind dive into your intoxicating scent...

  • When you bowed on one knee it was obvious you'd be...
    Walking away you sat erect on your jewel encrusted...

  • There she is
    That girl on the bench...

  • Looking delightful, lounging out in that darkness
    Show off your curves, too delish...

  • Every moment that passes seems not worthy of my...
    Precious time...

  • The rumbles reverberate through every inch of this...
    The flashes reflect into the royal oceans of these...

  • The swing, the backyard, made out of rope and wood
    Tied to that old gnarled maple crooked as can be...

  • It smells of sweet, fresh grass
    Crinkles and whines as our bodies crush each blade...

  • Auburn hair strewn over lined, wrinkled paper
    Mascara pollutes her tears, falling downward...

  • Open the door, walk inside
    Robotically asked, “How are you...