In Your Hands
In your hands you held my heart,
it's up to you to love it or tear it apart.
In your hands you held my soul,
it's only in your arms that I feel truly whole.
In your hands you held my very being,
but I know that nothing in this life is absolute or even guaranteeing.
In your hands you held the best parts of my life,
its why your actions have the ability to cut me like a knife.
In your hands you held all the power,
but even then- with age and time, things tend to sour.
In your hands, you hold it all,
the choice is yous- will you hold me up or will you let me fall?
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Thoughts of the Female Mind
PoetryThis will be my collection of poetry for the Atty's- Some are silly, some are sad, some will make you smile and others will leave you feeling giddy. I hope you enjoy!