Running on Empty

Some people have
blood in their vains.
I've only got
poetry in my vains.

So when I'm in love,
it's not the blood
that starts running,
but words.

I start writing
about my feelings,
because I'm to shy
to tell you myself.

But after a while
I can't express anymore.
That's when I'm
running on empty.

emk '87

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