ReleasedA Poem by Chase
This thing inside me
Yearns for you This thing inside me Knows the truth It has an idea To find its other A beautiful ideas So as not to smother He can make you yearn him to Her heart won't be contained Beneath the breast, bolt and screw Feelings to be abstained Guarding her heart Stuck in a cage My thoughts, tart Only a mage Could change how she feels To remain alone, broken My blood congeals The clot forms A bed of stones Soft fleece My body prone Finality Peace © 2013 Chase |
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Added on April 7, 2013 Last Updated on April 7, 2013 AuthorChaseStillwater, MNAboutMy name is Chase. I love writing and find solace through it. Feel free to sift through my myriad of words and tell me what you think:) Constructive criticism is welcome! more..Writing
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