PatienceA Poem by Wild Willow BlueThe last of the pure ones..Words of history forever in my mind leave blankets of color upon the empty ground Do not patronize me with fears, but look up at the blue sky his memory is full of mystery a story untold Steps of life leave me hanging I am torn, LET ME GO! The people in my head tell me not to fear what’s under my bed Sharp pain leaves me broken left to live in a jar Lying tears, caged by time die © 2012 Wild Willow BlueAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorWild Willow BlueOHAboutI am 33. I am gay/non-binary. I started writing in 8th grade. The person whom I started writing because of, I never got a chance to thank. We were never good friends, but we knew each other. I owe her.. more..Writing
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