RevoluteA Poem by Emmy J.M. Powell
It’s frightening,
to put your love, towards someone else, because it’s incredibly, frightening to adore, something that isn’t, a part of you but, you wish it were, and you find yourself, driving all the way, across town to the, Italian restaurant because, you know it’s their favorite, and slowly but surely, your world begins to revolve, around them and they, become the epitome of, the sun but you know, that a solar system, would burn up trying, to revolute around something, as bright as them. © 2013 Emmy J.M. Powell |
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Added on September 21, 2013 Last Updated on September 21, 2013 AuthorEmmy J.M. PowellAbout22 year old hag with frequent mental collapse, a mineral collection, and an addiction to reptiles “And I asked myself about the present: how wide it was, how deep it was, how much was mine to.. more..Writing
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