Poetry Bomb - Poem by Liza Sud
I wrote to you 20 poems,
But didn’t send them to you,
Because you will make a bomb of them,
It will make me mad and I'll swoon.
I fear your exaltation,
Putting my energy down.
You’ve read books on revelations,
But seems your own – didn't have.
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