My trust is a feeble thing,
I have starved her so long,
You'd think she escaped
From Auschwitz,
Barely alive.
I have starved her so long,
You'd think she escaped
From Auschwitz,
Barely alive.
Supernova7
I liked it:) especially the comparison you made. Could you please read some of my work? advice is welcome:)
_AMZ_I like the comparison you made. Without saying much, you tell a dark story where you blame yourself for the maltreatment of your trust, linking it to a terrible mark in history. This poem can be taken so many different ways, that is one thing I like about small poems, you can analyze the meaning from so many different perspectives. Great job
thanks..means a lot to me.
i expanded this poem a little .it is published at teenink under the same name..thanks once again
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