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Singsong

I feel comforted by the throbbing in my hand, The way reality slips from my grasp, Blood dripping to my finger tips, A moment content in pure bliss, I may not exsist to you, But baby those memories show through, The pain brings me screaming back, Cold reality with one true fact, The first is always deepest, But with each life worsins, Because i chose to trust in you, The ammount of cuts grew and grew, Just because we smile and wave, Doesnt mean are feelings arent grave.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 4/15/2011 11:16:00 AM
I enjoyed reading your wonderful poetry this afternoon Nicole. Have a great weekend and I hope you find lots of inspiration along the way. Love, Carol
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Date: 4/14/2011 3:13:00 PM
Enjoyed reading your work this eve..Sara
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