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[aenonnimys]

it was then i had unwavered sense
of overwhelming brokenness

a strain encased my hardened heart
It from Purpose would depart

and when It left my heart to choose
it's Shadow knew i knew

whose hands had softly left for me
a painful screaming symphony

Comments

[akkity_ak]

Wow!!!! That's all I say Chantel.

[elvencookie]

Funny how poems can stir up the juices in side our heads as Larua once put it.