Sleeves

May 14, 2008
By Heather Brown, St. Joseph, MO

I'm sorry
I can't handle this.
I'm slowly fading,
Into the abyss.
Someone catch me.
Someone break my fall.
I wear my heart on my sleeve,
I paperclip it all.
Goosebumps.
they tickle.
a smile shines down,
turning my frown,
as Your hands reach out.
I'm sorry
I would even doubt.


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