Richelle Stutz

You Hold Me In The Palm Of Your Hands... It Doesn'T Mean You Have To Make A Fist

The mood of the moment
Holds myself close
It's the madness inside me
That used me as host

Difficulty to understand
The situation I'm in
Leaves you at distance...
when I win.

I don't want you to lose
but I want you to know
What you are doing to me
Doesn't let my feelings show

It's the tears held back
The rebel not unleashed
It's all kept inside
Understand this atleast

I want you to know
That I love you so
Just don't put me through this...

It's my life that you hold.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, December 30, 2007

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  • Shannon Wright (12/30/2007 2:31:00 PM)

    very nice, thanks. -shannon

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