IF you think i'm crazy, oh please still call me superman.
when i'm really living isn't the only time to hold my hand.
Don't turn into kryptonite. I need you to stay. even when you called me weak.
even when you said I was strong. your secrets will still be safe within me.
stop becoming my kryptonite. I need you to stay. you've seen me cross the line
to the dark side of the moon. yet you had no clue it had everything to do with you
at least your still my friend through the end. please stop being my kryptonite. for I need you to stay
I was wandering the world when I came upon a cliff. we both know if it wasn't for you I would be dead.
you've said yourself now that your the kryptonite. I guess you were tired of staying,
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Author:
arabis (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: March 15th, 2023 22:44
- Comment from author about the poem: this poem is about the guy I was in love with becoming my "kryptonite"
- Category: Letter
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Comments2
Sounds dangerous
how does it sound dangerous persay
I was thinking kryptonite killed, but maybe it's just a power sapper?
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