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Chained Voice

Grimy hands hastens to undress me cold fingers rubs my numb body in vain,warmth eludes little feet scurry past me a moment's pause,my glazed eyes widens small eyes,fixed in eternity. Someone casts a shadow over me i long to crawl back to her womb stroke my hair,please!she jus sighs I'm screaming in the abyss of silence the rattling of the wheel-chair across the floor is the only echo of my chained voice.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 6/29/2010 8:12:00 PM
Life is so fragile and has many moments which touch the core of the soul. I like the essence of this poem and the reality it brings to the forefront. Moments of reflections are always refreshing. Great job! Joseph
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