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Heart Strings
April 15, 2014
The stage is set, the audience is waiting
"smiles on"
I can feel you pulling at the strings of my heart
exposing me to a world of monsters
I’ve forgotten the lines of my story
because you’ve rewritten the words so many times
Everything goes by so quickly
When the end comes, the curtain calls, and the starlight fades
you leave me, with nothing that you promised
You leave me there, blinded
groveling for just one miniscule piece of recognition
Finding nothing, gaining nothing,
I’m left in the shadow of the world’s stage
© Sean C., Princeton, IL
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Lucifer666 said...
on Apr. 19 2014 at 10:00 pm
I feel I left a few important thoughts out. This is a thought provoking poem, and it seems as the narrator in the end, is lost in a void. Either callous, from this former relationship, or wondering if she is close, to being found. And sorry for the atrocities committed by my misspellings XD
Lucifer666 said...
on Apr. 19 2014 at 9:49 pm
This piece, is truly magnificent. The imagery is amazing in this poem, and you used it throughout the poiem, which simply dumbfounded me. "I can feelnyou puling at the steings of my heart exposingnme to a world of monsters" its almost as if the narrator is being pulled under the scars outlying her heart. Love, such a steong emotion, one that can save, or one that can kill. I sense the narrator is experiencing a break of a sort, and all she can fathom are the moments of being deceived, but in the end she finds the truth,causing her desolation? Extremely, well done. (I tend to make lengthy comments to fully analye a person's writing)
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"Keep on dreaming even if it breaks your heart."