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Poem written in the shoes of a mistress, regrettably involved but fulfilled in love |
| Tears rolled down my cheeks In fear of both being too protective of what’s not mine And what seem to be Overwhelmed with emotions beyond my control Urging warmth Seeking love From mended pairs A painful start Equipped, but unbalanced Standing on three The laws reveal A magic pair From the time Of Adam and Eve Applied to every Chair, stool Animal likewise That the uneven three Is a tail stuck to the head More so… than a brilliant third leg A pain in my head My arm My heart Tells of who I am In love with one In love with another Makes it uneven Unbalanced And physically impaired Clanged to an upright I am the third leg Written: 12/21/2008 7:04 PM |