February 23, 2016

Why Big Brother?

Blade of grassIn the field amongst the tall grass we would play

But in the end on this day is where I would stay

There were the thoughts of many good times

With the laughs and the chuckles always in rhyme

I was the youngest whose hand you would hold

Always look up to you and do as I was told


There were the times of gory nightmares

And a hug we would share, you always with the most diligent care

Your arms would forever hold me so close

This is when I would feel safe the most


That day there was to my surprise

The moment in your hand that would be my demise

With the cries and the screams

There was nothing to be seen


In the field we would play

In the end on this day

Amongst the tall grass is where I would stay




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About PJ Secluded

Introspective writer working on first manuscript. Writer of original series, poems, musings of sorts and the occasional manic prose. My main blog is an original series seen through the eyes of the lesbian protagonist Burgess. With her brood of studs, they conquer fear and tragedy, embracing love and the experiences between close friends. I have been writing for just a little while now and found a true passion for it. I want to help others through my writing discussing sensitive issues that affect the LGBTQ community in a unique fashion


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