Heart.

A Poem by Poe Met Emily

When I feel the walls I pray to be my home,

I'm only feeling the walls that won't leave me alone.

The cracks and scuffs that haven't fallen apart;

The filling voids of your wonderful holy heart.

Author's Note

05.07.2014

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Added on September 19, 2014
Last Updated on September 19, 2014

I am a young adult. And all my Poetry is Nonfiction. Anything else, feel free to ask. :] more..

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