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Read Poems by Brittany Gentry

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Love is a Four Letter Word

When will I learn to anticipate Love's keen and painful sting?
Penetrating deep within my chest and spreading it's poisen.
High, ever so high, only to fall again and to seize in agony.

Oh, Love, why do you trick me with a veil as deceitful as infatuation?
How you held me close, and embraced me with your affection,
Only to push me away and shatter my heart again.

I cannot pick up my pieces, for the shards are many in number,
They litter the foor around me as I sink to my knees,
Staining my legs with glittering, ruby glass.

I crouch over the jagged diamonds,
And wish my tears to mend my glass heart back togther.
I'm the Cinderella without a glass slipper.

Instead of fleeing the Prince for fear of midnights final tone,
I fell from his gaze.. and fell under my drowning tears.
Can he see his Princess cannot surface the waves of her fear and depression?

Copyright © Brittany Gentry | Year Posted 2012

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  1. Date: 6/2/2016 12:40:00 AM

    Brittany, well penned. Enjoyed reading your thoughts and words today. *SKAT
  1. Date: 10/29/2013 1:29:00 PM

    The prince was wrong and full of folly. He sees his mistake, although maybe too late. He wishes to see you strong and jolly, but only can try to pick up your pieces.
  1. Date: 8/7/2012 10:42:00 AM

    great write Brittany,hope he throws you a life jacket
  1. Date: 7/30/2012 11:45:00 AM

    A pleasure to read your poem today Brittany, thank you for sharing it....well done. - oxox love Anne-Lise
  1. Date: 7/26/2012 9:59:00 PM

    Very well written, I can fully picture everything happening with this. Great job!:)

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