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weeping cannot cure my pain (edited)
By alaskanamber
you asked for my being
handed to you on a silver platter
I put on my blindfold
pretended not to be the wiser
You tried to touch my soul
a tiny piece you stole
yet I am my own
my body to be used no more
I want to scream and cry
curse my moon and stars
in the end you were my saving grace
you didn't have to fling it in my face
Almost died once
still willing to live
my eyes are wide open
no one desires what I have to give
So here I sit
cutting myself once again
quiet the voices in my head
ease the pain of my broken heart
thank you for showing me the way
there is no heaven or hell
my eternal pain is enough
the world ends at my fingertips
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© 2006 alaskanamber
Published on Friday, December 29, 2006.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
Comments on "weeping cannot cure my pain (edited)"
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On Saturday, December 30, 2006, alaskanamber
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wrote:
really only seems to shine in moments beth
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On Friday, December 29, 2006, Bella Butchery
(724) wrote:
excellent
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A former member wrote:
"the world ends at my fingertips" and unfortunately, sometimes I can't help but agree with you more. Reaching out to hold something that you might never feel entirely, knowing that even for a moment, the world might shine a little more....
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A former member wrote:
I'm sure, however, that we're all here for more than a moment's peaceful rest. You'll find your shooting star within the midnight canvas one day...gorgeously written. ~*Beth*~
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