Pieces

Feelings,

Sentimental scraps of paper

Scattered around our feet,

Flooding in poodles of defeat.

Desires are indeed a treat

For those who yearn for a piece

Of someones love and a menace

For the ones who fear the beat of a heart.

My bit

Is always  

                                                                                         in the middle

of all that.


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