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The Circle

The Circle  I look out for you  with more composure than myself, bleeding your wounds between my own.  You fall. I fall.   I cradle you in my circle, heart fused to yours, sensing the falters of your beats in the contract of loyalty.   It’s written in trust and sealed in faith, a promise more binding than love:   Once you’re in the circle, I won’t let you leave.

This one is dedicated to my friends. I read an article yesterday talking about the differences between introverted and extroverted people. I fall right in the middle of both, equally outgoing as an extrovert and equally introspective as an introvert. What that basically boils down to is that relationships mean the world to me. I care for the people in my world with an almost unhealthy level of intensity. Annoying as it may be, they always know I have their back.

Have a great Sunday!

–Leanne Rebecca

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Poetry and music.

8 thoughts on “The Circle

  1. People laugh at me when I say I am an introverted extrovert, but it appears I might not be alone. I loved your piece; something to provoke a little thought on a lazy Sunday afternoon.

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