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I feel as though I am a child,
Shuddering my legs back and forth,
Against a welcoming wooden chair,
He comes toward me,
A devoted stride,
I know my heart is yearning to meet him in his stride,
However the chair has grown
Braces in which to tie me back,
I can feel the tight leather against my chest
And it feels as though I can’t breath,
The wooden chair whispered to me,
Do not fall for this seductive dance,
What would the consequences be?
What would your family think?
I dove...no i skinny dipped in the pool of knowledge!
LOL YEAH I was supposed to do a poem on apostrophy.. i wrote this in 5 minutes....i am the shit
Shuddering my legs back and forth,
Against a welcoming wooden chair,
He comes toward me,
A devoted stride,
I know my heart is yearning to meet him in his stride,
However the chair has grown
Braces in which to tie me back,
I can feel the tight leather against my chest
And it feels as though I can’t breath,
The wooden chair whispered to me,
Do not fall for this seductive dance,
What would the consequences be?
What would your family think?
I dove...no i skinny dipped in the pool of knowledge!
LOL YEAH I was supposed to do a poem on apostrophy.. i wrote this in 5 minutes....i am the shit