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A Heart Still Beats

I see, you don’t know
I know you won’t try
I try and let go
I know I can’t fly

I feel, you’re enraged
Enraged that I feel
You feel, I’m estranged
With intentions, ill 

Your own flesh and blood
Blood from your flesh
I stand where you stood
But you did it best

My mother’s child
The child, I mother
Twice, defiled
But, we 3 are lovers

We strayed from your womb
Your womb left us stray
You never made room
Or a comfortable stay

We are who we are
We’ll be who we’ll be
Beneath the scar
A heart still beats
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Turner Avatar
February 4, 2020 at 8:02 PM
I think poems should make the reader feel something. this one certainly fits the bill! A heart felt write, Anna.
Pigeon Tart Avatar
November 29, 2019 at 9:40 AM
Woah, poignant powerful write! Visceral. x
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