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Unlikely Love Affair

With a rough tug. Pain transcends through my body, Like an angry hurricane. A black hideous mark. A trace of recurring agony. Left permanently to remind me. Falling to the floor. A thud to my sides. A soft cry of hurt and laughter. A swollen limb. Marks the end of every day. Sleeping on a pill eases the pain. Dear sprained ankle. I’m tired and it’s been long Can we end this tug of war? I want to dance freely again. © Herzel Poshiwa

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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Date: 7/29/2015 7:21:00 AM
Time heals wounds, time heals pain, no need to rush, no need to strain and if the pain don't heal like it should remember, God Is Good... A lovely Poem Herzel.
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Date: 7/29/2015 2:13:00 AM
we often find pleasure in pain... with so many crashes, we still board the plane... why we do this, I am not totally sure... maybe it's our undying desire to endure... great write....;)
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