Open Poetry #45 |
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Well-Intentioned Arms |
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Chalmette Guy Senior Member
since 2009-03-11
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It’s not that I choose to destroy That which only brings me joy, Or tear asunder, with words or deeds Those are things I avoid, Yet, always seem to feed But she can’t possibly believe, She cannot believe in me Every fault is named, and all are mine Though I would take them back, in time Of course, those fates are never true She can plainly see the signs In all the damage I do But she can’t possibly know, She cannot know the more I show I won’t allow the mind to fret Over such sorrows, just yet A pall over the bad and the good, Enflame in fires I watch myself set Only because I could But she can’t possibly wait, She cannot wait – it’s too late If control was not so dearly bought, Many a man, it would have sought Before the damage irrevocably done, That’s what this empty embrace has taught Pain I bring, even if she’s the only one But she can’t possibly do me harm, More, than my well-intentioned arms |
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"Enflame in fires I watch myself set Only because I could" yup ![]() |
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If control was not so dearly bought, Many a man, it would have sought Before the damage irrevocably done, How very true! *S* But our intentions and our actions don't always match. *S* I love your rhyme schemes... beautiful work!! |
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