Repair

Repair

There is a fragment of psychosis left behind,
by the illusion of leverage.
My personal resolution to stop the sinkhole
From becoming a derelict tourist trap,
has fallen short of success.
I drop to my knees to request more time.
The raised and beveled edge of my heart is guarded,
It is reluctantly given another chance.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Gist Avatar
October 17, 2019 at 5:09 PM
I suffered from a similar need then with patience discovered the answer.
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October 17, 2019 at 5:14 PM
I am still seeking... you are blessed. Ann
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June 7, 2019 at 3:11 PM
Ann, I like this one . Has punch!
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June 7, 2019 at 6:23 PM
:) Ty.
Lee Sr. Avatar
June 4, 2019 at 6:11 PM
fragment of psychosis left behind, by the illusion of leverage grand words. Is life a sunken broken pot hole, I hope not..grand verse... Write on James
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June 5, 2019 at 11:16 AM
Thank you. I wrote this for the eight-word challenge. It was so much fun. I had never done that before. Well, maybe when I was a kid in elementary. Glad you enjoyed it.
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June 2, 2019 at 5:57 PM
"The raised and beveled edge of my heart is guarded, It is reluctantly given another chance. " Your metaphoric write is ingenius, my friend!
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June 2, 2019 at 7:59 PM
You are far too kind my new friend, but humbly, I thank you.
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