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From defeated lips you bleed raw emotions they tumble from lips of palled pink Words that flow but eventually sink. Eyes of solace and somber some cold You wish for mercy upon your soul Slowly and gradually you bury your knees into the dirt Holding your empty heart out in your hand blood covering your shirt... Bury your soul deep heap on the dirt Scream in joy and dance in crazy array Plunge your hands upward out of the cold dirt Palms to the sky! Oh, hold me at bay. In a failed attempt to delay.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 8/8/2011 3:10:00 PM
Their are thing's that a person can't create of put off by delay... when their is a cry for help they it should be helped.....Nice posting.....another favorite poem....Your friend in the pen/G.FIELDS
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Date: 5/20/2011 7:05:00 AM
What a beautiful morning. The sun is finally shining, the birds are singing, and I am sharing my day with you reading your wonderful poetry. I hope you have a great weekend Roxanna. Love, Carol
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