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Band-Aid

I need a band-aid
a little sticky plastic strip


to cover my pain, to end this trip


you forgot to mention,
that you bite


and why didn't you tell me
that you bite


Kenny Goodman, what is it with you
The high school girls were right, too good to be true


but high school is cancer
and the only drug
is your escape


So let's go Kenny, let's leave this place
Oh, that's right you, can't even look at my face


That's what i love about you, baby cake
You bite me apart, with your teeth so fake


Kenny, Mr. Kenny
I wanna be your lucky penny
Throw me in the wishing well
down, down, make a splash


useless piece of plastic trash.

Author notes

it's amazing what the tortured heart can boil up. this includes every element of a shattered soul. Don't read in between the lines, it's there.

Sincerely,
Lily Belle with the Golden Brown Hair
Written April 14th, 2005

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  • natari gold member
    April 17, 2005
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    good

    Bravo your poem is powerful and packs a punch.Well written and very gutsy

  • marrow
    April 15, 2005
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    "That's what i love about you, baby cake
    You bite me apart, with your teeth so fake

    Kenny, Mr. Kenny
    I wanna be your lucky penny
    Throw me in the wishing well
    down, down, make a splash"
    Score. Best piece yet. You are for sure in the top one or two of my favorite poets on this site. All I can really say is this is more than impressive.

    Justin