Monday, May 11, 2009

Dear Dr. (Poem)

Having to write this is very intense,
Leaving out clues placed due to suspense.
Cracked out of fury my heart cracks to clinch,
My mud encased spot lacked the knack to rinse.

Speaking out factual, Its what i never figured,
Thinking of the actual is what clicked and triggered.

Picking up the pieces, its just as hard as dropping..
Learning when to place them is twice as hard as stopping.

3 comments:

  1. oh oh oh this is why i wanted to read it not have it just read .. i so have you figured out baby .. i will have fun with this later. I SEE IT. hidden meaning it metaphors is a beautiful thing and you are an expert at doing it .. im so proud of your growth ..

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  2. oh and by the way .. i love you

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  3. I love the last line very intense.

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