you held my hand
gently with
soft fingers
and said
nothing could hurt me
as long as
you were here
- you're an awful liar
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Poetrypoetry as simple as 1, 2, 3; as a, b,c; as canvas shoes. [this is intentionally lowercase.]
twentyfour
you held my hand
gently with
soft fingers
and said
nothing could hurt me
as long as
you were here
- you're an awful liar
