Debbie Mills-Kelly Poet Free verse

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Dead hands pressed numb cold against glass without a view
Nowhere to run mind on fire no answers to the questions
Buried deep within… bring the shovel if it will help, not
this time these answers are too far hidden.
Time won’t tell time does not heal scars that show no profit.
Let me out desperately banging on walls that were built by
someone that person was NOT me.

By : Debbie Mills Kelly ( Debbie Philly)
3/24/2014

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Arthur Vaso April 17, 2014 at 6:44 PM Deep and dark, very nice write! Debbie Mills-Kelly April 24, 2014 at 4:54 PM Thank you so much Arthur :)

Keith O.J. Hunt March 25, 2014 at 12:09 PM So many powerful emotions here.... Deep, expressive, nice work: :-) Debbie Mills-Kelly March 27, 2014 at 1:57 PM Thank you so much Keith and nice to meet you !! :)

Poet Tacito March 25, 2014 at 12:00 AM Mmm...dark & visceral. Let not poignant breaths win this day. This was deeply intense. Debbie Mills-Kelly March 25, 2014 at 11:55 AM Thank you so much Gabe :) Great to see you here and congrats i saw that you were on the top poets list:)

Robert Pettit March 24, 2014 at 1:00 AM I had a similar nightmare to yours after I ate a slice of pizza just before going to bed. Welcome back. I haven't seen you here recently. Debbie Mills-Kelly March 24, 2014 at 1:12 AM Awww Thank you Robert... I have been sick... just got out of the hospital.... thought I had a TIA.... but still not well yet.... and a bit depressed.... but thank you so much for reading and for welcoming me back :) Its good to see you ss well !!