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Lordadon Junior Member
since 2008-02-14
Posts 18Singapore |
Eraser I wrote this poem to remind myself that I should forget the hurt that I took. After I forgot, the hate that I could muster became my new strenght. Eraser erases What is wrong, what should be forgotten. Eraser erases knowledge, Lies and even truths. Nothing stands before the almighty eraser. And so my heart took a blow. One that broke my heart so. Shattering into a million devoid pieces, A million pieces of me. This pain into power I will turn. And turn every piece on this chess. With an eraser in my hand. This power that I made my own, Found back from the abyss, The million pieces of me. With this eraser in my hand, I erased every memory of hurt. This eraser turns into stone, And encases my heart. For I knew what was right. I will have no knowledge Of this time of hurt. For too much knowledge is but a curse. Oh thank you, eraser. [This message has been edited by Lordadon (02-19-2008 04:26 AM).] |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Nice writing...many years ago when I went through a divorce my first reaction was one of feeling the pain, and finally the pain turned into anger...James |
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Alison 
since 2008-01-27
Posts 9318Lumpy oatmeal makes me crazy! |
Sometimes I wish I had an eraser. Interesting poem ... makes me think and wonder if I would really want one. Know what I mean? Alison |
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