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Picking At Scabs

I can’t focus
And I had to be told why
The things I deny over and again
Don’t disappear because I will them to 
And the things I yearn to cling to 
Fall through my fingers like cupped water
This is the way its all been determined
No I don’t turn my back on that
But don’t make me pick at bloody scabs
Stream forth the vitality of my soul
Yes, yes I am in pain
But what does it matter
I mean it, what does it matter
You care now; what about tomorrow?
Don’t lie and say you won’t forget me
Don’t tell me you will hurt
So far, far away when I wilt
For you
Just leave me with my scabs

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  1. Date: 11/7/2010 4:13:00 PM
    wow powerful write my friend

  1. Date: 4/2/2009 5:11:00 PM
    Another poem that depicts the realization of life and our various struggles with various things, well written and well said.

  1. Date: 4/2/2009 2:10:00 PM
    this is an ugly piece but i suppose it has it's points. jhl

  1. Date: 4/2/2009 9:37:00 AM
    A very clever way to express your anger, Misty! "Just leave me with my scabs" evokes a painful image.