do not pass go, do not collect $200A Poem by Emma Clairehappy valentine's dayMy thoughts are tickling my lips They’re bubbling, bubbling Eager to travel I hold them in My feelings are pounding in my chest Demanding attention But remain unrequited I hold them in My tears are stinging my eyes Desperate to erase Desperate to heal I hold them in It’s your fault Do you even know? I’m stuck in this prison You hold me in. © 2014 Emma Claire |
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