Wrestling

by Nathanilliam

Wrestling with your heart
I am a part
of your ostentatious world.
Your words boring
into my soul.
Back in January
we were wary
but now our hearts meet,
the only seperation
is our flesh.

i really really hate this one, not how I feel at all about anything, but my english teacher made me write it. all i could come up with, with the criteria she gave us.

Submission date : 2008-05-09

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