Standing Poem by Emily Wallace
Standing
Anger is not my strong suit
It does not fit me well
But when I have to wear it,
I wear it in hell.
Pain is not my passion
It is really not for me
But when I have to have it,
I take it pleasantly.
Hurting is not my hobby
It is really no fun at all
But when I have to do it,
I do it while standing, straight and tall.
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
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