Being Trapped and Breaking Loose
lying with you in bed
lightly stroking your head
everything is going so well
untill all of a sudden comes a god awful smell
i was holding it for so long
maby thats why it smelled so strong
you turn to me with a look of disgust
it broke loose with an almighty gust
i was keeping it trapped for quite a while
it was one of those ones that smelled so vile
you wont be able to look at me anymore
i held it trapped untill my stomach was sore
it just popped out not even that loud
and lingered in the air like a big stink cloud
it was the last thing i wanted to do
god job i didn't follow through
Copyright © Gillian Steele | Year Posted 2010
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