Doesn't get any better
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Doesn't get any better
I walk around in circles because I am only half there Maimed by what you did to me I am broken right down through the center Shattered in pieces through the core I can’t sleep a night without waking up screaming Suffocated by my own tears I won’t sleep Afraid you’ll return Under the guise of turned-down eyelids And fabric softened sheets Like you could travel countries in my sleep When I talk I hear voices mimicking mine I’ve forgotten how to say it anyway Sometimes an actress is better than whole Because I haven’t glued Or sewed Or knitted my shadow back on me just yet 3 years down the road All I have gotten is a half broken heart Eyes which won’t shut And a voice that isn’t there I am maimed by my past And I am only half whole Pacing in circles from what you did to me. |
Submitted on 2010-10-21 00:02:39 Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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You have succeeded in being blatant in emotion and obscure in reasoning. This piece makes one wonder to the state of the author. Could this be serious out pouring of legitimate emotion? Perhaps it could be simply anchored in against? We are left guessing, and ultimately to decide for ourselves (we the readers). This is a brilliant writing strategy because so long as the audience doesn’t just out right dismiss the work, it will more often than not make a personal connection to the reader. People tend to enjoy more the work they feel has a connection to them on a personal level. Reaching these personal levels is how the author reaches out and speaks to his readers. Nicely done. | | Posted on 2010-10-21 00:00:00 | by nicodemous | [ Reply to This ] | |
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