seventeen by Emily G Myerswell, i'm not seventeen
but he is
and he's cuts on his knees
from falling down on
shards of hearts
broken
so easily
so lightly
so simply
so freely
but they can come back
seventeen, darling,
you really don't know
what you're doing
these girls
don't die
as easily as
their hearts break
and, my dearest seventeen,
if she wants to mutilate you,
i'll hand her the knife. 09/27/2005 Posted on 09/27/2005 Copyright © 2024 Emily G Myers
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