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let them feel

with the sun closing in on me
  i chase my wings,
  trying to clip them      off

away.

one last feather
clinging to cardigan
  i brush thee off, tired!
let them love me.
let them loathe me!

let them feel!

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Written: March 10, 2009

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  • Manda Kathryn Greeters member
    May 20

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    Hood-Wink!

    I really like this; the imagery of the feathered wings and you cutting them loose, an excellent metaphor

    Short but powerful
    ♥
    Stay safe
    ~Manda