"We are fearless" I whisper
half believing my self
and for a second it was sweet
it was so sweet
"I'm not afraid"
Now wonder.
We grasped hands
then I felt it
and then I believed.
"We are fearless" I say again.
And now I believe me.
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Unrelated... A series of weird and wonderful poems
PoetryA collection of the unusual and the very usual poetry, A collection, a series, A set which grows over time © P.H.Dyer, 2011-2012 All rights reserved Note: I have had issues with people using my work without authorisation, and so I've had to put thi...
