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I can write everything
Slights, feelings, truths, lies Words said in hate, in haste I try to relate me- as I see What has happened to us A hurricane of pain I strain to show you, Lead you, to a better we. Pleas fail, you express Nothing but contempt A disdain of the very essence Of me, how I came to be Cloaked in a veil Pulling the wool over My own eyes, surprising No one who saw you As the flawed boy, toying With the the emotions Of a scared little girl Trapped in a woman's body Having seen far too much Up to this point in life. Curled up in a ball A kaleidoscope of emotion Shattering in a thousand Pieces, I reach out Only to be met by Cutting words and then Silence, left to Create the sad ending As the credits roll And I see my name Alone-taking credit For the sad story told. |
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Brilliant.
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Very good and heartfelt.......
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Fantastic
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SAD BUT GOOD , THE PAINFUL SIDE OF LIFE..............
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That was incredible. I wish I could write like that.
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Thanks so much to all of you for the comments...I appreciate you taking time to write
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pkd....
really 'felt' the telling in this.. teasingbrunette |
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pkd.... really 'felt' the telling in this.. teasingbrunette thanks, I "felt" it when writing... |
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" Curled up in a ball, A kaleidoscope of emotion "
Yep, I'm feeling that with ya |
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I have come to believe that I am not alone, other people with hearts do exist.
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Fetal position, while you carve and slice for no-reason.
This love you gave and spoke, now turned into branded hot pokes. It is a heart felt write, and sadly lived to know its right. |
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" Curled up in a ball, A kaleidoscope of emotion " Yep, I'm feeling that with ya I wish you weren't darlin |
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nice P really nice...
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I can write everything Slights, feelings, truths, lies Words said in hate, in haste I try to relate me- as I see What has happened to us A hurricane of pain I strain to show you, Lead you, to a better we. Pleas fail, you express Nothing but contempt A disdain of the very essence Of me, how I came to be Cloaked in a veil Pulling the wool over My own eyes, surprising No one who saw you As the flawed boy, toying With the the emotions Of a scared little girl Trapped in a woman's body Having seen far too much Up to this point in life. Curled up in a ball A kaleidoscope of emotion Shattering in a thousand Pieces, I reach out Only to be met by Cutting words and then Silence, left to Create the sad ending As the credits roll And I see my name Alone-taking credit For the sad story told. i added to your poem you had said many stories where lies show no strain as feeling frail. in so many ways as a hurricane comes through not of pain but of yelling up a storm for being silent with no word to come doesnt express of being such a idiot that words could had been said but no communication and pain on my end for your the one that needs to pick up the shattered end i sitting on my bed curled up reading a good book, no stress im fine my emotions arent shot. as he may had tried to get me that way. but im fine, im adult not a child at that |
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I have come to believe that I am not alone, other people with hearts do exist. Now it's just a matter of finding them. I think there are several on this forum. |
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You are a beautiful writer and I want to thank you for your gift.
Those who get to read your writings are very blessed. SashaLynn |
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Very Cool Write
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You are a beautiful writer and I want to thank you for your gift. Those who get to read your writings are very blessed. SashaLynn ...now you're making me blush-thanks I appreciate all who commented. |
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