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today
i was reading sad thoughts
from the past lost thoughts
that she had cast over
my minds landscape
deep and vast thoughts
that made me aghast
from the reservoir
of pain a damning blast
thoughts that in the
in box of my
deleted dreams
i had amassed
but than a poet
figurative on
a chord of her
sensitive nerve
i had trespassed
she seemed
tired weary
harassed
cheated once
upon a time
by light
shade and contrast
to her pain
she holds
on steadfast
tears on the soul
of my poetry of pain
a beggar poet
outcast
as i fade in fade out
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Saturday, May 7, 2011
Pain In The Eye of a Needle
