Pins 'n' needles jagging my leg
A feel of a centi, crawling with a wag
Walking has become a task at this point
My legs decided to give me a cramped joint
With a sip of hot coffee or so
I hope to be fine and ready to go
But this clumsy weather is not in my favor today
Please wind, blow this prickly tickle away
Pins 'n' needles leave me alone
My heart is already damaged think of your own
You are uninvited and painfully unknown
Dreadful stings, a feel only felt, not shown...
©sim
Aug 28, 2017
Aug 28, 2017 at 6:49 AM UTC
Pins 'n' needles jagging my leg
A feel of a centi, crawling with a wag
Walking has become a task at this point
My legs decided to give me a cramped joint
With a sip of hot coffee or so
I hope to be fine and ready to go
But this clumsy weather is not in my favor today
Please wind, blow this prickly tickle away
Pins 'n' needles leave me alone
My heart is already damaged think of your own
You are uninvited and painfully unknown
Dreadful stings, a feel only felt, not shown...
©sim
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