creativity and trix.

I'm posting cause of a dare. no other reason. I'm bored! <---- (how I'm feeling). that meets the requirements, but because i was bored while waiting for an hour in the cold i got creative and wrote two exceptionally terrible poems that i decided i'm going to post. For your displeasure I present: Messy

Clouds on fire
Voice in my ear
You in my heart
A single tear
The mountains sang
The Flag pole rang
My cell phone buzzed
and my eye sight fuzzed
We were here once
So very long ago
In a lullaby
I loved you so
Now you're gone
We're apart once more
Never to be whole again.
I sit here and I think of you.

AND

Mind Games

The Darkness came
I saw your figure
I blinked once
It all went red
Now here I am
With you once more
You're so very cold
You seem nearly dead
I felt your sting
For far too long
Your face so bold
What's that you said?
Just a break
Not forever
I was sold
With you in my head
Now you see
We will never be
As you once told
Your remains I shred.

Obviously not based on actual events, that's what comes from boredom, creativity, a nasty headache, and waiting for an hour in the cold.

P.S. A dare won't work again.