Broken

I've read a lot of broken words
Wounded beyond repair
Sadness wrapped in tears and ink
And stories of despair

Poets are truly a special breed
They write the things they hide
Showing strangers they've never met
The pain that lives inside

Hiding their souls from those they love
Choosing paper to be their friend
Telling their secrets to a special kind
In places their hearts can mend

Hoping that someone can understand
The meaning of their grief
Where an unseen friend will extend a hand
And offer a little relief

Poets are truly a special breed
Through words that's never spoken
Though some are sure of who they are
Most are simply broken
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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July 4, 2012 at 6:16 PM
these words prove that this is the larry i know. the one who was happily married like i once was. i know your pain all of it. been there done that. it's gonna hurt for a long time, every single day. but untill you ask for God to give you reliefe it will be that way all day.
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June 11, 2012 at 12:37 PM
Very true, my friend. Enjoyed. Nice going. All the best. Ralph
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