Open Poetry #41 |
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Your Sad Disgrace |
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Arkarian New Member
since 2007-10-25
Posts 9 |
In both the absence of your time and space, When your loneliness stares you right back in the face. The mirror you cling to is stealing your name, And warping your mind til we both look the same. You've echoed my steps now for over a year, And you've scratched at your flaws hoping they'd disappear. But nothing can stop all the flaws that you see, 'Cause each flaw that you've found was given by me. We're almost the same and it's nearing the end, With our disgusting secrets we try to defend. Our secrets that only the two of us know, The secrets that won't let the two of us go. The secrets that scar all the memories we had, The secrets that people think 'can't be that bad'. The secrets that won't ever leave us alone, The secrets that created new ones all on their own. The secrets that tell us that we'll never change, And spin morbid lies til the truth sounds the same. The secrets that lost us the love that we shared, Through the lies that I took to mean you never cared. So maybe this morning you'll look extra close, At the boy in the mirror who is more of a ghost. And when he looks back and you don't know his face, I hope that you laugh at your own sad disgrace. [IMG align="center"]http://www.imhaven.com/forumsigs/gaylib.jpg[/IMG] [/URL] |
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Roniece Dawson-Bruce Member Ascendant
since 2000-01-29
Posts 5689Sydney, Australia |
hmmm... I read this and don't quite understand it... I also think it is quite a sad write... thank you for sharing ...RDB Be kind at heart....for everyone you meet has their own battle to fight......... |
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LindsayP Member Elite
since 2007-07-28
Posts 3410Australia, Victoria |
That is a very poignant poem Arkarian with lovely rhyhm and balance, well done. Lindsay |
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marcel Senior Member
since 2003-03-02
Posts 660az, usa |
Read this a couple of time and enjoyed the balance and smooth flow to it. Seemed a bit sad but with a slight feel of triumph. |
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