Last time I tried they touched my pain
But today I’m healed and no longer tamed
I reside in the water where the bars are strong but when hope becomes healed then I will be strong
I’m thing that creeps at night but I keep you safe
I’m a breath of fresh air one the last won’t claim
I’m the hills that you stride one step at a time
When they opened up my heart they only left a dime
If you ask what’s her name then you’ll know the truth look me in my eyes when you put me in the booth
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Author:
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- Comment from author about the poem: When I write speak I from my heart I don’t let my words be tamed bad sense so if it doesn’t make sense then it’s not for you take what resonates
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Comments1
'but when hope becomes healed then I will be strong'..
'Poesy, let thy name be Truth
so I may lie, to you
and ink my sincerity
into your embracing, escape'
(simply Brilliant, dear Poet
thank you! for choosing to share)
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