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My poor attempt at poetry....hideous and offensive as it may be.....please feel free to slam :)


You touched my heart
You touched my mind
You’ve inspired me
Time after time

I let you in you wanted out
Silence was my safety ground
I never listened with my heart
As it was tightly wrapped in doubt

The wounds run deep and bleed alone
Bittersweet tears streak down and cold
How can I face the morning alone?
A broken heart that’s turned to stone.

Should I stay or run away
How can I face the dawn of a new day
A memory is left for me to hold
A gentle blessing only my heart truly knows.




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TerryDennis said…
A very close friend once told me that my spirit is in chains. I bring that up now because your poem has my spirit fighting hard against the chains. I am much impressed with your range in writing and how you touch me on a soul and spirit level. I love the line about bitter sweet tears. I too have experienced that facet of my heart. Much love and the utmost respect. Thanks for being you.
July 5, 2012 at 11:52 PM
Unknown said…
Thank you. Poetry is not my strong suit, never has been. However, I have been dabbling in various forms of writing. My range is short...on a chain, I can only run so far to the end of the proverbial chain and bark.
Thank you again. I fully intend to go back to simply writing and leave poetry to the poets.
July 6, 2012 at 12:28 AM
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