Remember that fire I put my hand in a long time ago?
You pulled it out.
It really hurt.
You soothed it
And made it better.
I think it was the pulling out that hurt.
You pulled too hard.
Well I'm going to put my hand in again,
deeper this time.
But it's ok
All my one handed friends say it is what I need.
Tell me it'll be great.
And I'm really so confident and comfortable with myself
Whereas I wasn't before.
I'm so much older.
I don't need you now
It'll be fine.
- Author: Jabberwocky ( Offline)
- Published: April 23rd, 2017 05:47
- Category: Unclassified
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