Philaphobic child.A Poem by CreatureA secret burns inside you. A warm, raging fire. You already broken your only rule. Silly, foolish girl. But the pain you feel From holding the secret. Makes you feel alive. They always brag about How amazing that emotion is. Love is pain. Hold your heart. Keep the secret in. Don't hint it. Don't say it. Never think it again. © 2009 Creature |
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