the wall around your heart
was built with shattered dreams
sharp obsidian with red striations
that will always cut
anyone who tries to climb over
i have added my blood graffiti
and still cant get over
to the beauty i know is there.
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Author:
Jon Nakapalau (
Offline) - Published: September 22nd, 2019 16:35
- Comment from author about the poem: Sometimes it is the right person - but too much has happened to them.
- Category: Surrealist
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Comments2
Those shattered dreams WERE there, but they will dull and finding the beauty of their heart will come.
I want to believe that - thank you.
Jon you say it well. Too often all we see in another person is that wall and not the beauty inside.
Thank you Fred.
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