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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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August 8, 2011 at 3:10 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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May 20, 2011 at 7:05 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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