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Poem Project #5
I know you will just suddenly attack,
Attack this heart I bound with shackles,
A heart threatening to permanently break,
Into small pieces of unrecognizable shells.
I will meet you in the future,
On the street, library, or outside my door,
A door I will slam so hard in your face,
For the fear of the storm you would create.
You will try to approach but I will run,
Flowers will be left then thrown on the trash can,
Hunting stares will be returned with icy glares,
Slight caress and hugs I would probably evade.
You are a wolf but I am NO weak, scared Red Riding Hood,
You are a handsome prince but I am NOT a damsel in need of your sword,
I will have a sword of my own to strike against any enemies,
A sword I may use against you until doubts ceased.
There will be a long road you need to pass,
Fears, anxieties, and puzzles you must prevent to last,
For I will not surrender my heart so easily,
And when I did, you'll feel like you won the lottery.
You will never be loved the way I will do,
I will be the only person who'll fully understand you,
A light to your darkness, a water to your thirst,
A flower to your barren land, the first of your first.
So my dear knight bound to be my mortal enemy...
"I'm coming."
For the future let us prepare a battle now brewing,
Prepare for the worst, expect for the best,
For we will find love from our own mess.
I want you to feel strong, because you are happy even when you are alone.
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Updated on August 18, 2017
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