Poison-Tipped Feelings
What do I do?
What do I say?
Feelings
They are sharp
Poison-tipped arrows
The bow string is pulled tight
Soon it will release
They will harm
Anything they touch
I have to keep them on the inside
This poem is about:
Me
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