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by Leah Laiben

how many times
will i make you beg
before i show a
single feeling,

before i put
our friendship
on a shelf for
safe keeping
and dive in
to turbulent waters,
leaving the air i breathe
behind me?

I'm not so sure I can swim,
and if the waters don't
drown me,
this fish may very well
eat me alive.

(while i'm deciding
whether or not
i should hold my breath,
why don't you hold yours.)


Posted on 01/23/2003
Copyright © 2021 Leah Laiben

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Olivia Weinkein on 01/23/03 at 10:56 PM

hey, am really diggin' this one...especially the last lines..."...why don't you hold yours".. goodness, a tad bit of evil-ness, huh..lol.. he should though...you should make him (or maybe, that's what you've been doin' all along..)hmm

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