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My Heart Is A Secret Garden
While midnight wears the longest hours I circle around like a threadbare of glow When the bulb in the room snuffs, fades Leaving me alone in throes of love's farewell. In a world drained by pain, somehow void Of claritv and filled with unbearable angst Its pale twinkle seems to speak of loss-- As I uncover this heart's misgivings whirling like ghastly shadows, That even the crush of leaves cannot hold. How my heart leans nearer to understand All the secrets my voice needed to disclose... I wander around the yard... mv arms Hanging at the sides: a whiff of air blows, In need of a private confession, of my acceptance , To unleash such heaviness buried Within this soul: love 's second chance pleading for my vulnerable strains... Finally, fresh blossoms open heart- space My pride slain across the mirror of twilight Until closure ends in deliverance, With my heart seeking relief from cold, cold arrogance. First Place
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