"Malady"A Poem by what-the-frickI'm drowning, arms flailing, hope's demise. My cries, mute, echo in my head. Agony steps up to bat. Swing, miss, swing, hit. Seconds tick by, My heart becomes my malady. Fail to thrive. Then you walk by, And notice ... © 2012 what-the-frick |
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Added on March 29, 2011 Last Updated on October 2, 2012 Authorwhat-the-frickAstoria & Ever After, OHAboutI'm hypersensitive. I feel emotional over things that don't hold substance. You can break my heart with just a look. I don't give up without a fight. My life is a soundtrack. But pay attention, the mu.. more..Writing
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