The Dread That Fed

I laid a garland at her head
Of knotted words
Left unsaid.
Rusted flowers
In a bed
Of memories
All but dead.
Eyes red
Heart bled
Courage fled
But no tears shed

...But no tears shed...
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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Ellison Avatar
September 30, 2012 at 7:48 AM
Sad but with no tears shed... a very expressive write!
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September 18, 2012 at 6:51 AM
Hello Allen, the emotions you expose talk without fear. a sad emotionless ending.. The beginning image is deeply wrapped with a painful lost wreath. always~ (SOUP_MAIL) Linda
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