... don't open ... don't throw away ...

this letting of words is my treatment...my salvation. it pulls all the toxins from my mind, body, and soul.

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Saturday, September 4, 2010

Please

my dear

do not go

stay here with me

hold me in your arms

infuse me with your warmth

scare away the chill of night

enfold me with your tender love

ward off the feelings of loneliness

tonight I need to feel you beside me

RMP at 10:27 PM

RMP: I am a walking oxymoron. I am quiet and shy, though anyone who has been around me for a while would scoff at that description. I despise being the center of attention, yet I get up in front of a classroom full of students and perform daily. Logic rules my world, but my creative half occasionally stages an uprise.

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