Pity
By Mistress Shadow
I was held so far away
And yet whenever that shoulder was needed
I was always close.
When the world was dark
And no one understood
One held light and fought
To find me.
Tears turned
To those of dried up streams
Whenever that one was speaking to me.
Now they have shunned me
And I am left to fight them alone.
I have only the one thing to say
Pity.
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Copyright 2003 mistress_shadow
Published on Sunday, October 5, 2003.
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On Saturday, October 28, 2006, urbanhumility
(1158) wrote:
pity is the rupture of innocence......awaiting the healing touch of actualization.......created or recived.......well spoken.........urban
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On Thursday, October 30, 2003, Johny_D_Lewis
(467) wrote:
sometimes if we stop to cry...they will beat us done...but i'll help you out if you want...this is a great write
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A former member wrote:
Basically,wot urban said...(i wont bother repeatin it)I like this poem,it feels quite emotionnal to me.I understand how this feels...Butterfly..xxx...
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A former member wrote:
Sometimes we have to seek our own shoulder to cry on and our own ears to spill to, though it is nice to have someone else. ~Urban Shipwreck~