there is a frog in my throat
choking me
holding me ever close.he yields no weapon
no armor
no remorse.he lives free from guilt
from fear
from choice.any attempt to remove him
often results in struggle
&
daring to live without him
only leads to trouble.
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big feelings
Poetryan ever growing collection of experiences as told by someone's daughter
froggy
there is a frog in my throat
choking me
holding me ever close.he yields no weapon
no armor
no remorse.he lives free from guilt
from fear
from choice.any attempt to remove him
often results in struggle
&
daring to live without him
only leads to trouble.