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May 02
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lila woodard

I'm Not Scared, Not One Little Bit.

Staring her in the face seemed to be the truth,
The belated and undeniable truth.
Now don’t get me wrong, I love it I do
The instant burn and flash in a loop.
Though it can get old and tired and bored,
The same thing over and over, the same old chord.
Though when she stares me right in the face, 
I don't even flinch, no, I don't even pace.
And she says ‘you needn't have fear’
I believe her, and invite her just a little bit near.
And when she pricks me with her little needle
It melts away, the chapel, the steeple.
‘The laughter’ she says, ‘Is it music to your ears?’
I just shake my head and say ‘no, not for years’
She takes my hand and says ‘I know where you fit!’
So she takes me there, im not scared, not one little bit.
‘The singing,’ she says, ‘Does it make you love spring.’
I blink my eyes and say ‘not a bit, not when it rings.’
She says ‘Yes, you’ll do well, you’ll fit in nice.’
So climb into her clutches and her touch feels precise
As if she's done this before, and she does it again
And this is where I go into the dark, my friend. 

 
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Posted: 05.02.17
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'But to make yourself feel nothing - so as not to feel anything - what a waste!' - Andre Aciman, Call Me By Your Name
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  1. Graceth Harleli
    May 03, 2017

    What is this about? I really liked it, especially the rhymes.

    "She is too fond of books and it has turned her brain." ~Louisa May Alcott
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  1. Graceth Harleli
    May 03, 2017

    And I also love your profile picture. :D

    "She is too fond of books and it has turned her brain." ~Louisa May Alcott
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  1. lila woodard
    May 03, 2017

    Thanks! I suppose its about what you want to be about. When I wrote it, I was sitting in the dark, and thinking about the rest of my life and where and When I will find myself and where i fit in, so I guess its about that for me.

    'But to make yourself feel nothing - so as not to feel anything - what a waste!' - Andre Aciman, Call Me By Your Name

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