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Want, No More

No tourniquet, so tightened, can stop the flow of blood As mighty rivers shan’t recede with wound, inflicted deep It’s as if my heart was stolen, it was never mine to keep I am left to perish, wallowing deep within this mud I gave to you my essence, the very every heart of me With dreams that you would at least do the very same But it feels like I was a trophy and victim to your game For with me, truthfully, is where you didn’t want to be So go, take with you, darling, all that you say is yours I want no memory of you to ever plague my mind For of you there is nothing that I wish to have a bind My love depleted naturally and wasted on our floors

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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Date: 9/25/2008 5:42:00 AM
Powerful, wounded, and heartfelt! Hopefully, not from real life experience! But great expression and emotion...and cleansing! Great writing! ~Carrie
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Date: 9/25/2008 5:21:00 AM
Oh my goodness, Michael, this is brilliant. I really really hope this is not true to life, for that would make me so sad. The poem, however, is amazing and filled with raw emotion written beautifully. So sad!!!!! Hope you are well, Kristin
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