Confesses

thewrathofsponge
Aug 23, 2017 · 1 min read
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She confesses her
Maybe, and requited love
In a noisy stall

Her
Heart is
Heavy with
The words she said
Must leave her pink lips
Before the night
Is done and
She is
Free

She does not want to be attached
He says some words, her heart is touched
By heart-felt soul strings
Winged and other things
She finds herself, her mind is latched.

To the concept of
A yes, from the maybe love
In a noisy stall

But
He says
Many words
With no yes and
With no no either
Only small words
Saying why
It won’t
Work

Men are all the same

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Six Years of poetry-only publishing, PoetsUnlimited was a diverse, engaging and authentic poetry magazine. For most of that time a daily publication, it was always diverse and original, and free-to-read by all.

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