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Lisa Sandoval Poem
She is beautiful in her awkwardness
Armed with a tired smile
Foolishly believing in good all the while....
Broken hearts her path has trodden
Time foolishly mended what should have not been forgotten
'Whatever does not kill me' her philosophy
Or is it just a desperate plea?
An excuse to punish her own delicate soul
Hoping this sadistic ritual we will never know
'I will fix him someday'
That's what we all say.
Copyright © Lisa Sandoval | Year Posted 2009
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Lisa Sandoval Poem
Domestication = Isolation
Isolation = Intolerable
Intolerable = Self Destruction
Self Destruction = Hate
Hate = Ugly
Ugly on the inside
Beautiful on the outside = Our Domestication
Copyright © Lisa Sandoval | Year Posted 2009
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Lisa Sandoval Poem
At first the words
The thoughts
The voices
A welcome change.
Like a neglected child
showing a new trick,
'Look, Look at me...
Look what I can do!'
Till you feel sick.
It is a nice visit of myself
Now the stay is over welcome
Please leave
I need to be numb
It is my own payback
for turning into a zombie.
Copyright © Lisa Sandoval | Year Posted 2009
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