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His Words
Contributed by
EsotericWsdm4
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Tuesday, 1st November 2005 @ 10:52:26 AM in AEST
Topic:
toughstuff
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He beats her heart with cruel words until her heart stops And then revives her with his EMT skills
She survives for the good moments Even though they are intermittent Taking the bad moments in strife But the beatings take a toll
He may be able to get her heart pumping again But each time he makes it stop He puts another slash in her heart that he does not bother to mend Through which goodness is swallowed and evil conquers Assembling her heart to ooze venom
Because of her virtue the venom will never overcome The goodness that flows throughout the rest of her existence But it does drain her of her strength Rob her of her youth
She can feel it But she is powerless to do anything about it Or so she thinks
Maybe if she let go Maybe if she refused to play his games Maybe if she didnt offer him the best of her He would leave And give those punctures time to heal Maybe then her goodness wouldnt have to be in war with evil Maybe then all the evil would surrender
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Re: His Words
(User Rating: 1 ) by topcatcrowther on
Monday, 2nd October 2006 @ 05:20:57 PM AEST (User
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I loved this poem, thanks for sharing,
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Re: His Words
(User Rating: 1 ) by ImDiStUrBdRu on
Sunday, 8th October 2006 @ 05:49:29 PM AEST (User
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nice read thanks for sharing,
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Re: His Words
(User Rating: 1 ) by Chamaron on
Sunday, 8th October 2006 @ 07:39:56 PM AEST (User
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You used strong analogies well. The poem, though wrought with sadness, has a hidden sense of attainable hope to it, which I find comforting in itself. A job well done. |
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