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Parker C. Blair

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Look at my work,
Please smile,
Or cry.
I wish I could convey better.
But I'm good for my lines.

Don't call me a fake,
I know you like trolls.
But my life is mine,
No matter the tolls.

Feel your heart.
Let it play.
Here is my work.
Forever will it stay.

I will one day be forgotten,
Be it in ten years or thousands.
Everything I feel,
It's here.
It's real.
These were my mountains.

Poems by Parker C. Blair

Numbness
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- Posted on 02/07/18
Not Feeling Anything Real

in Short Poems

Easy-peasy lemon-squeezy.
That's how it goes.
But I have a suffering
That nobody knows.

Easy-peasy lemon-squeezy.
That's how it goes.
But I have a suffering
That nobody knows.
I enter and exit
To and fro.
I put on my make-up
And powder my nose.
But it's all a front
waiting to crash and dissipate.
Because someone's suspicious
When they see a blank face.
Hide, hide, hide.
That's all I can think.
Don't let them know.
My mind is gone.
I walk and I smile and I laugh and I try.
But they'll never know it.
That my emotions
Are a lie.
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Follow The Leader
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- Posted on 11/11/16
Poem About Being Led On

in Betrayal Poems

Big blue eyes,
Long blonde hair.
Dead inside,
Always claimed you didn't care.

Big blue eyes,
Long blonde hair.
Dead inside,
Always claimed you didn't care.

Very tall,
Very humorous.
So handsome,
So flirtatious.

You told me I was interesting.
Always looking from across the room.
All I wanted was everything.
All these blossoms were starting to bloom.

I smiled.
You laughed.
I danced.
You attacked.

Follow the leader.
You led me on.
Follow the leader.
What's left is gone.

Acting like you did nothing wrong.
Hard to think we ever got along.
I won't be replaced,
Rubbing it in my face.
Reality hitting me like a gong.

He was just the "nice guy".
Then why does he admit to all his crimes?
Heard from some that he was "so shy",
Is that what he says for all his lines?

Follow the leader.
You led me on.
Follow the leader.
Just admit you're wrong.
Follow the leader.
One step off track.
And now it feels like there's a knife in my back.

Too much talk.
That's all he was.
Never walk.
Such a clutz.
Stepping all over my heart.
His vicious claws rippin' me apart.

Follow the leader,
Off a cliff.
Follow the leader,
Another turn was missed.
Follow the leader.
You can trust him with your kids.
Follow the leader.
But not making a Mrs.
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Valentine Lover
- Published: February 10, 2018
in Romantic Valentine's Day Poems

Heart beating fast.
Love that is supposed to last,
A day,
A lifetime...

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How Much He Really Grew On Me
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- Posted on 08/15/15
How Much He Really Grew On Me

in Teen Confused By Love Poems

I just moved here and there he was.
The dark stranger who played with love.
He walked me around the neighborhood at least twice,
And I convinced myself he was nice.

I just moved here and there he was.
The dark stranger who played with love.
He walked me around the neighborhood at least twice,
And I convinced myself he was nice.

He informed me that he had a girl,
I felt no pain for those unfortunate words.
For that girl was my newest friend,
But I was surprised when he made it end.

The next day later he asked me out,
And I said yes with only a few doubts.
My friend eventually was fine with all that had happened,
And her anger had all but wrapped it.

After a week and a celebration,
He caved in to my friends citations.
I ignored him till two days later,
When I broke down about this hater.

Then I saw him at the pool,
Where I decided that we were cool.
But he forgot and got grounded on our anniversary,
And we decided that we were history.

I didn't really know the stranger,
And I didn't realize that my heart would be in danger.
For I didn't like him all that much,
But my heart had broken with a "Crunch!".

I knew we weren't meant to be,
For his heart was filled with mean.
And I know that he would never see,
How much he'd really grown on me.
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A Hoping Crush
- Published: January 2014
Poem To A Boy I Fell For

in Teen Crush Poems

Your smile makes me smile,
Your laugh makes me laugh.
Your eyes are enchanting.
You make my thoughts seem daft.

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Sometimes the best way to talk with someone isn't really with words. You can say so much with a gift or a poem or an action. Sometimes all you need are your eyes. If he really likes you, then...

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Parker Blair, Texas
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Sometimes the best way to talk with someone isn't really with words. You can say so much with a gift or a poem or an action. Sometimes all you need are your eyes. If he really likes you, then he's as nervous as you are, maybe more! He'll totally understand your jitters. Or he thinks you don't like him.

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Parker C. Blair

About Parker C. Blair

Poems by Parker C. Blair

Numbness

Follow The Leader

Valentine Lover

How Much He Really Grew On Me

A Hoping Crush

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