I keep my wild things hidden
Inside where no one can see
Because I fear that they cannot love
All the broken pieces I keep.
I keep all my hopes in a jar
So I can take them out when the time is right
When I find someone
Who can keep my demons at bay during the night.
I keep all my dreams in his eyes
So I will know right then
This is the one who will stay
And help my love to grow.
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November- #aseverythingturnsgrey
PoetryIn the month of November, writers Kat Savage and J.R. Rogue are hosting a series of writing prompts called #aseverythingturnsgrey . These are my contributions. Enjoy!
