by Stephanie Moore

Created on: March 13, 2007   Last Updated: May 14, 2007

"Jacket"

I put on my jacket

And zip it up tight

Bracing

For the cold outside.

The hurt, not the likes

Much to my surprise,

Hits home right there

In my chest.

Sometimes,

The truth hurts more

Than any lie ever could

Like a bullet, it kills.

Words and feelings

Fly around my head

Some coming in

Letting my mind wrap around them

Others fly right by

On the cold wind

Leaving me to wonder

What they were about

Or who they belonged to

For me or for you, I never knew,

So I wrapped my jacket tighter, and kept walking

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