(December 23,1993 / Cobourg)

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Fearful

I sat in my own lonliness,
to think and drink,
to surround myself in bitter thoughts.
As I read and read,
of someone who was not I,
my stomach grew weak and turned.
I could ryhthme my heart race,
with each dropp to my tongue.
I could feel my palms sweat,
with every image flashing by.
To her I'd want to give my heart,
but restrain it just the same.
For I was only fear,
and she something honest.

Submitted: Sunday, June 17, 2012
Edited: Monday, June 18, 2012


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  • Ramesh Rai (6/19/2012 1:24:00 AM)

    your fear is genuine, a sincere expression.

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