LooseA Poem by AllisonPut in some effort, people!Here in my hand I have my heart
With fingers slightly apart, Everyone sees the outside, But they think I am trying to hide, I allow them to pry my fingers open, But they do not even peer in, The information stays in the dark; On my hands, there is barely a mark, I offer my loosened hand to them, But they do not think it is a gem. "Do they think it is solid?" I ask, looking at the loose lid, There has to be someone willing to enter, But will they try to reach the center? © 2013 AllisonAuthor's Note
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