PleaseA Poem by Alexandria MariePlease break my bones, And reassemble them. I’ve never been a builder; More visionary than anything else. Please eat my heart, And do use a napkin. It’s quite tender; Very prone to stain your shirt. Please hold my hand, And give it warmth. I’d be forever grateful; I could never forget my first touch. © 2010 Alexandria Marie |
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Added on January 23, 2010 Last Updated on January 23, 2010 AuthorAlexandria MarieCleveland, OHAboutI write more than most, and not as often as I'd like. more..Writing
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