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Saturday, April 14, 2012

Foiled


It is not that I am lost
I just do not wish to be found
Tangled in the barbs
Of your insensitivity
You with your big hands on me
Holding me down
So that you can stare
With your underlying motives
You keep me there
Insisting I talk
But then you never share
Your string of relentless questions
Put such a strain on me
They drain my batteries
For all that I would like to do
That does not include you
Spoiling my day
With your foot in the way
Of the door to my good intentions
©Kay Salady



Image Credit: Jessica Simpson Hiding in the Dark Wallpaper

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