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Barry Andrew Pietrantonio
Poems
May 2015
Out the Blackest Window
There's something inside me,
I feel it ticking and pounding.
I can't breathe and it hurts,
but it feels so astounding.
I've let it have it's way,
one too many times before.
I can't let it take control,
so I lock the door.
I can hide away,
till it goes away,
till I lose you too,
because no one stays.
I once heard from Freddie,
that love was a game,
and if that's the case,
I don't want to play.
I just want to feel,
safe again.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
#love
#pain
#game
#queen
Written by
Barry Andrew Pietrantonio
30/M/Salem, New Hampshire
(30/M/Salem, New Hampshire)
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