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rip forty years to shreds,
dog houses
dirty beds,
smells that never leave my nose,
pinches and twisted rabbits
that die a thousand deaths.
Raw and torn
scabs that never heal,
forty years ago
a lifetime to keep on
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The Real

Contributed by invierno on Thursday, 13th September 2018 @ 01:18:01 AM in AEST
Topic: SadPoetry

Closing eyes
rip forty years to shreds,
dog houses
dirty beds,
smells that never leave my nose,
pinches and twisted rabbits
that die a thousand deaths.
Raw and torn
scabs that never heal,
forty years ago
a lifetime to keep on
feeling the real.

Copyright Â© invierno ... [ 2018-09-13 01:18:01]
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Re: The Real (User Rating: 1 )
by softerware on Sunday, 16th September 2018 @ 05:47:21 AM AEST
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Why do all the bad things imprint so deeply?
I can/'/t remember any of my Christmases or birthdays....but that fall down the stairs is crystal clear!
Perhaps joy is benign and pain certainly is NOT.
Your poem is a wish to erase. But what was, made you who you are, so be thoughtful what you delete!
I like the person you are, sir poet!
softerware

Re: The Real (User Rating: 1 )
by allforyou on Wednesday, 19th September 2018 @ 04:13:03 AM AEST
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“It`s so hard to forget pain, but it`s even harder to remember sweetness. We have no scar to show for happiness. We learn so little from peace.”
― Chuck Palahniuk, Diary

That quote is what this poem makes me think of. Two thumbs up!

-Kara aka allforyou

Re: The Real (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Thursday, 20th September 2018 @ 11:06:56 AM AEST
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⬆That quote sums this poem up for me too. Ain/'/t much more I can say except, great writing!

Thank you,

Tim

Re: The Real (User Rating: 1 )
by unknown_utopia on Thursday, 27th September 2018 @ 05:19:13 AM AEST
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The pain fades way to slowly
emotional torture is the worse

Re: The Real (User Rating: 1 )
by purplestary on Friday, 28th September 2018 @ 04:15:03 AM AEST
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I feel so much from this wonderful work of art. I relate to your style, although I may take something more or different from this than its intention as you wrote it. But that is what good writing does. it touches each reader in a certain individual place in their soul. The last two lines continue to echo in my mind even as I finish this comment.

Re: The Real (User Rating: 1 )
by purplestary on Friday, 28th September 2018 @ 04:15:06 AM AEST
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I feel so much from this wonderful work of art. I relate to your style, although I may take something more or different from this than its intention as you wrote it. But that is what good writing does. it touches each reader in a certain individual place in their soul. The last two lines continue to echo in my mind even as I finish this comment.

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