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In Between, Silence

The oath spilled over my lips If you hurt me, said she I will never forgive you! No, it was not the words Probably the pose, or the voice Or was it the silence between? But there was power, and I swore A daunting spirit In Between, Silence! Today, I awoke to the mocking bard I am sorry, said she Forgive me, forget me It was the words, no pose, no voice And the sinful silence aside, There was power in the words The daunting spirit.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 4/18/2013 8:23:00 AM
What a mystifying, awesome poem here. Silence can be harsh at times ... wrote a couple of poems about the solitude. It can act like a haven or a hell...hahahah it all depends. Have yourself an amazing week. Love the beginning to the end. Very full of sorrow, but yet, as Leo says, emotionally powerful. :DD It's an on-the-edge, yet thrilling read here, thankx for posting.
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Date: 5/17/2012 9:34:00 AM
A stark and sorrowful but emotionally powerful poem...I liked it.
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Date: 5/17/2012 8:38:00 AM
Wow..this is an interesting piece of art you presented..enjoyed..regards..INK-U-SCRIPT
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Peter Onyancha
Date: 5/17/2012 9:01:00 AM
Thanks Pace. True story

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