pulling stringA Poem by RaeSome things can't be kept inside forever.I’m pulling string out of my mouth. I’ve swallowed something that I did not want to lose in me, but wanted it inside, Just for a little while, to feel it burn, and remind me I’m alive. Now I pull the string. Gagging, I spit it up. I clean it and set it on a shelf. So I live most days without it. But every so often, I must taste it. I’ll tie it to a string and swallow it again. © 2010 RaeAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on August 15, 2008 Last Updated on May 28, 2010 AuthorRaeFort Wayne, INAboutShe remembers the exact day she learned she was a poet, but doesn't remember when she forgot she was one. Although, even when her pen was still for five long years, she was a poet. Now she is a poet w.. more..Writing
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