Trapped I have a poem trapped in my throat I try to push it Out But the only thing I hear Is A grunt…. Lips can Not Wrap Around The beautiful Words I wish to convey About a Field A love That will never Go away… About a sun Burning Young Souls On a summers Day… About hair That wraps around The moons Silver gaze So instead I pray A silent Prayer To someone anyone That wishes To hear About a girl Who had The world Held Hostage around tiny fingers And that believed one Day love would find her… by c.
Posted on: Tue, 20 Jan 2015 02:18:53 +0000
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