NailsA Poem by AnnaWhat other greater misery Is there than loving someone"? It plunges deep enough To carve out any doubt that I might be capable of letting go. My claws are deeper in you Than the wound you place in me. My mind is full of you" All things fall off of shelves To make room for the trinkets You hand me day to day. I will become a painful mosaic Of the libraries I burned down In your name. I am miserable, I'm uncertain" I love you. The misery is worth it. © 2023 Anna |
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2 Reviews Added on September 6, 2023 Last Updated on September 6, 2023 AuthorAnnaRaos Crest, NowhereAbout"I say, Wendy...Always if you see me forgetting you, just keep on saying 'I'm Wendy,' and then I'll remember." more..Writing
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