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marbles kissing

I'll break apart like a marble
of sledgehammer smashing
strangers of this fable,
I look the eye into darkness...

Heresy is a cursed word here
but its all I have ever known
since before and after dust's cleared
and too fatigue for weeds overgrown...

Strangers are often comfort and warm,
honestly without such a false charm
A shoulder for the days we so mourn
after bullies cause us shattering harm.....

Bleed into me like the tap's dripping
Fading Ghostly like a new spectrum
of failed repetitive of the names hissing
The rusty old end and a new beginning

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Sara Etgen-Baker Date: 8/28/2025 4:54:00 PM loved the profundity of this poem that's complimented by your smooth rhyme scheme. I especially liked 'the rusty old end and a new beginning.' Login to Reply RGH Poetry Date: 8/29/2025 4:15:00 AM I believe that we live in purgatory as believers until we can prove ourselves worthy of God's blessings. I certainly think the Mafias who pray after killing always have to relive and relive or maybe there's a loop hole in the clause to send them to hell.