hideA Poem by MaryCherrieJane
You can't handle my truths
The words that I'd say to you Letters strung into sentences That'd strike pain in you I'm silent Remain quiet Because it's too much I've had to fight it Bite back tears The ghosts of Old fears Your jokes and words Cause the insecure In me My insecurity There's no cure To the feelings you feed So I cry, always inside The storm deep in me I wanted to be free Released from doubts In Your heart I made a house Bricks pulled down from my foundation To make this creation Yet I always find myself in this situation...
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Added on June 10, 2012Last Updated on June 10, 2012 AuthorMaryCherrieJaneCanadaAboutIn short; I am a lesbian literature lover. I also indulge in smoking weed, hugging trees & most importantly - writing. more..Writing
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