I'Ve Said It Once Too Many Times

Truly I am afflicted By a Sickness of the Soul The wound runs deep; too deep to sleep- For what is Life, but Woe!?

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Robin Davis

Date: 11/21/2013 6:34:00 PM

Chan This is short but very powerful and deep. Again you touched my heart with your intense words. Nice job Hugs I love your comment on my Sweeps Over Me poem. HHHMMM This might have sent you over the edge if you read it before muse. LOL

Just That Archaic Poet
Date: 11/22/2013 4:48:00 AM

If I have stirred an emotion within you, then I have done my job as a poet. Thank you, Sweet Pea <3

Poet Destroyer A

Date: 8/23/2013 10:34:00 PM

Woe! indeed. A. P., intoxicating and lovely at the same time. This was absolutely superb. loved all lines of expressions. the ending was like a punishment, a never ending wound... always~ LINDA

Just That Archaic Poet
Date: 8/24/2013 10:21:00 AM

I am elated that you enjoyed this little ditty, Poet D. I think I was echoing a bit of Percy Shelley here, who has greatly influenced my writing. Thank you for the read and response :)