Joker's Quinn

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Words that were once
now float off into dust.
Words that were truth
now have become uncouth.

Would that words weren't,
yet they have been.
Is it worth it
to let desire win?

Leave my mind, I pray
God knows how many times each day.
Yet here I find you,
always.

Is love always like this?
Pain, undoing, emptiness?
That is what I have known
thus far.
The few who rally around me
hold hope out,
a personal star.

Someday,
maybe,
your visage will chase me no more.
My poltergeist,
my joker,
you are intertwined in my core.





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Chez said...
May 20, 2012 at 6:28 pm
Amazing how your thoughts are expressed in poetry. It is why I write poetry with you though not starting out so young. Your work speaks. Keep writing! You have a personal unique voice. So appreciated reading!
 
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