Hit&CollapseA Poem by ashleydawn
I'm reminded softly
of the young girl in the movie Who had too much inside Welling anger so overflowing that release was all but necessary Without thought or planing She threw a punch that felt good, and helped to pour Then another hit, another Faster until the movements and lines were blurred with tears and she collapsed into the arms of the one who took the hits and let her release the build up That's what I need to do, hit and collapse.
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Added on April 24, 2011 Last Updated on April 24, 2011 |

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