what a thing the heart must become -
scissors, in hand;
eyes, awaiting;
ears, listening
for the cue.
heart, easily sitting,
one would say: carelessly.
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the Angry Girl
Poetrysome things are better off unsaid but they were tossed in my head so i decided to scream. Original content. Lowercase intended throughout the book. Previously titled "Tossed Thoughts". Highest Rank: 4 in Poem, Poetry
