Whom is that

Whom is that!
That I see in the corner,
the dark, cold corner?

As I trip forward, stumbling
because I am scared...
I wonder this.

When I get close enough,
I feel like I've witnessed a murder,
a murder, that brings a hiss of death.
Because the fiend in the corner,
was something otherworldly.

poem by Lynne . Tosh.
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Jumping off a bridge

I know it is crazy to love you
Its as crazy as Jumping Off a Bridge
But I can't resist the thrill you bring me
The adrenaline

Everything is a mixed up...
When I am around you
I act different...
But I act different around every single male

But its not exactly the same
I stare off into space when I am around you
I stare at you

Usally I would act like a freak
Yelling no if you asked me....
That dreded question
It would run through my mind after it
But I would always say no

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poem by Lynne . Tosh.
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