September 19, 2014
It'll swallow me.
I'll never be free.
I can never do what I want.
It's me she'll taunt.
Open up my eyes.
Don't fill me head with lies.
Maybe I'll give in.
Just let her win.
Just submerge me.
And she'll be happy.
A mean game, she's playing.
But I'm staying.
Wait for the storm.
While my blankie keeps me warm.A poem by Anonymous.
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The Poetry Of Those Unnamed
PoetryThis is self explanatory. Okay, okay, this is random bits of poetry by anonymous people who do not want to be named. I will be posting a new poem every tuesday night. If you would like to submit a poem, please private message me and it will be publi...