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Crescent
Sad when you prefer the lonely roads far from home
The road will bend but not by your will or force
It won't contort how you tell it to
Shape because you, a tyrant, demand it
To be as unyielding and intransigent as this winding path
I wish to be as hard to persuade
with concrete will paved in versatility
So weary from bending at your will and loving you
Gingerly I admonish nothing is changeless
My spine aches, a sickle-shape
My love, I bow no more
Blown away
What a talent. I love to read your work because your emotions come from such a deep place. I can read this and know nothing of your situation, but relate to it completley. I felt stronger for reading this . PS-I read this as you being unbendable ;) X
please read my poems, and enjoy the real-life drama that is my life!
Thank you
Thank you so much! You have no idea how much your words means to me. I am most definitely hard headed :)
Let your teeth show
Nice write, Miss Bendable'
Nice write, Miss Bendable'
"Deepinyourdreams"