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Pain Filled Blows

November 7, 2008
By Anonymous

Heavier breathing with every step,
feels like my hearts ripping through my chest,
I hope you'll pass without stop,
NO, Here you come with a foul stench on your breath,
I want to hide, to run, just get away,
But there's no way out,
pain filled blows hit me hard,
I want to die,
but I still feel the pain,
wish it was over,
wish you were gone,
you're ranting, raging about something unknown,
I hope it's over,
please no second round,
you leave,
I weep,
I hear you cry yourself to sleep,
I will never cry again,
never again for you.


The author's comments:
This poem came form somewhere dark inside and
has helped me get it out.

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copper said...
on Nov. 23 2008 at 6:00 pm
this poem gives a new meaning to pain and

suffering it gives sort of a feeling you could never guess without experience