Miscellaneous poetic jottings
Thursday, December 1, 2011
THAT PAIN
Your words sent fingers down my throat
and pulled my insides out.
Your words had daggers in their grasp
which stabbed the love I'd felt.
My heart bled tears of pain and loss
and while I lay, destroyed within,
I saw your face
and wept again.
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