Heavy Love Letter:

by Scott Cole   Feb 13, 2016


My thin frail spine
Has three holes in it,
Have little weak arms
Who's margin is split.

So how in the World
Do you expect me to hold,
All those hugh heavy words
That come from the soul.

For all of that pressure
Is getting to me,
All of those emotions
I have to release.

So i hope you don't care
Hope you don't mind,
If y'all keep all y'all feelings
Outside the lines.

My stomach if full
And my back half broke,
From all of those words
You feed me to choke.

Please don't get upset
If I'm riped to pieces,
For any ole thing
Or for whatever reason.

When I'm in mid flight
Before i hit the ground,
Know that I'm sorry
For letting you down.

As i gathered up
And turned into trash,
My little rail arms
Finally did crash.

Just remember this
I did my best,
Stood up for you
And tattooed my chest.

When alls said and done
Don't you dare stress,
If the end of my letter
It ends in ps.

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