Open Poetry #26 |
I want to be much more... |
Kaoru
since 2003-06-07
Posts 3892where the wild flowers grow |
I shout out with half empty lungs, my parched lips part in words I'm not ready to say to you. The words come out scrambled to make a sound like, I don't really love you like I say I do.. And it's so unfair, but I digress.. Though still emersed in desperation to scream that it's not true. |
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the_loner_23 Member Ascendant
since 2002-06-08
Posts 5479Jacksonville, Florida, USA |
Very good poem Cold hands means a warm heart |
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