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Imitate

10-19-12


No words to save your life There is something I can do My heart is screaming I will hurt If I even dare to intervene Nowhere to turn the knife And every lie I make rings true Your body is full of scratches and your arms burnt I will never say goodbye to you Every word you speak is another razor cut All the things you have ever done will echo Because though I try to understand, I fail and merely repeat the sin Deep within I am torn to a rut Afraid of every demonic, chronic foe If I dare reach to your hand I will stare back into the eyes of my own kin

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  1. Date: 10/20/2012 8:48:00 PM

    this poem speaks loudly to me...i can relate all too well...the cuts may ease the pain but the scars forever remain...from all angles... nicely penned!