The Tethered Pull

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
A small snippet of a love lost. Though cliché, this poem was written for that person you've lost because life got in the way.

Submitted: May 10, 2015

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~~The Tethered Pull
He is my muse, I am his
He makes me feel like his own lullaby
He is coy, He is shy
When we’re together, I put all of that aside
For I am coy, I am shy
Our two worlds coincide.

I feel pulled, I feel strained
For when he leaves, it gives me pain.


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