Fire on the floorA Poem by Sarah McKeever HittLow and hard to pin point heavy yet lighter than a feather sailing through the city I can not put you out of my mind I beg for mercy as you change everything keen on mingling with what I deem too much for moral people hit fast and where bruises can not be seen there is nothing too dark for the light you cast upon me And I am but a child for you. Freefalling into the fire on the floor not a second wasted nor a rescue team called I feel safe in your care forever. © 2011 Sarah McKeever HittReviews
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2 Reviews Added on October 13, 2011 Last Updated on October 13, 2011 AuthorSarah McKeever HittChicago, ILAboutTake me, I am the drug; take me, I am hallucinogenic. -Salvadore Dali Pleasure cannot be shared; like Pain, it can only be experienced or inflicted, and when we give pleasure to our Lo.. more.. |

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