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The Knife |
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sgreybe Member
since 2000-04-28
Posts 209London, UK |
(though at times when reading this it may appear as if it's about suicide, know that it has nothing to do with it...) THE KNIFE: Once I thought of times gone by As places, pictures, faces Now it's changed and though I try The steps my mind replaces Empty hearts, nothing fills To me the circle means: Trusted promise, blood spills Over hurtful, wasted scenes As much as I have loved and dared To give my heart, love, life Returning, broken and prepared To lift the power, graded, knife Against me, into, through my soul It cuts to deeper hurt Dividing, tearing, what once was whole The knife: rejection's revert. Sylvia. |
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Poet deVine
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-26
Posts 22612Hurricane Alley |
Sylvia, this is very good. I didn't think it was about suicide, but I'm glad you put the disclaimer there.. I look forward to reading more from you. |
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