Arms to hold
Arms to love
But I feel constricted
I'm but a caged dove
Smiles of kindness
To give reassurance
But I feel I'm drowning
Under the currents
You reach out your hand
Trying to help in any way
But once I catch a breath
Your intentions seem to stray
Yes, you want to help me
Of course, I am your lover
And yet you turn away
And I continue to suffer
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The Poems Of Me
PoesiePoetry is a form of venting for me. So don't be surprised if you read this only to find a book full of meaningful, and possibly confusing, poems. In some way, my poems are a form of myself and my own feelings. ((PLEASE DON'T STEAL! I MAKE THESE POE...
