8 March 2013

Thoughts of you consistent, Over these many years. Nearly came to be with you, But decided here to stay.

You were so attractive, You infected my mind. Desiring your freedom, Your comfort to find.

I thought I wanted you, You were my true way. The truth was really, I was blind in those days.

Now you threaten me, Make me look in your eye. Heart may not function, But I'm not ready to die.

©Emma Cumpson 2013

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