I play the pen.
I can make you
feel my sorrow
in three words or less-
can bring you to your knees,
can reach down your throat and
steal your very breath.
But I cannot make you love me.
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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This is so wonderful...the title drew me in and the poem makes a very powerful statement.

Az

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Thanks Az. I wasn't feeling the greatest in class today. But I'm better now.
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