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Raw words just
pierce the surface.
Digging deeper with each
Stab.
Wounds so deep, even for
Loves hand to heal.
Don't bother asking because
Sympathy will only give
cover.
One more blow
and my soul is Gone.
Crying out for a mere
break. A pause.
Where is the end
to this misery?
I need light,
Healing. But just wen I
Think it was
Over, it kept haunting me
Torturing and burning
With each slip and flaw.
Going and going round in circles.
One after another these
Times build up and cut deeper
Each time.
Stinging my eyes and cursing my ear.
This road is a long empty
Stitch.




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IzzyVT said...
Jan. 3, 2012 at 2:54 pm:
This poem is great, very deep. I'm just wondering about the words you've capitalized...the word gone, for instance, you've capitalized. And almost every start to each line is capitalized, except for "pierce", "cover", "and", "break", and "to"...I kind of like it though. Somehow it adds more significance to those words. Nice.
 
RyanAD replied...
Jan. 8, 2012 at 3:28 pm :
Thats what i was going for with the capitals. To give them more meaning. Thanks.
 
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