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Help if You Can

I would ask you to help me up....but it's no use Lament for lost promise Lament for present self Lament for those who try to help These mirrors only tear me apart Cut into my skin,pour poison into my heart The pacts have been broken The angst has transformed Apathy is steady...I've slipped way too far The gray is everywhere-as bland as it was before Home has been lost in heart...I am seeker for the storm Clear past expectation,potential is a word May, the days be kinder to you all.... May you soar

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Date: 5/30/2009 1:03:00 PM
Powerful, I can certainly feel your pain in this poem -Jessica
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Date: 5/23/2009 3:35:00 PM
A sad but beautiful poem, Kalonji. I hope you find love again so you can "soar." Love, Carolyn
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Date: 5/22/2009 6:12:00 PM
I like it if that not to crazy to say? Laura
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Date: 5/18/2009 12:20:00 PM
despair, depression, goes with foul weather, very familiar territory for alot of us..sigh...can't wait till the sun shines again! Light & Love
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