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Infertile Imperfection
By bluehoney19
Longing
Bitter nothingness
Of the barren womb
Infertile
seeds
Left to wilt
Emptiness
Consuming loneliness
Such a waste
Of time
Imperfection, I ask
Why me?
Why am I being punished?
Darkness
Lacking sympathy
Hating humanity
Cursed
And it's only mine
Imcompleteness
I
Am
Nothing
Without
It
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Copyright 2013 bluehoney19
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A former member wrote:
I must disagree that "you are nothing without it", yet it makes you feel this way and that must be very hard to take. you will have extensions of your being outside the norm. this is a very heartbreaking write and to share such a personal struggle shows your bravery.
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On Tuesday, January 8, 2013, PoetessDarkly
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wrote:
Melancholy radiates from your poem. lovely and dark. :)
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