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Broken
Contributed by
pisces101
on
Saturday, 11th February 2006 @ 05:44:59 PM in AEST
Topic:
goodbyepoetry
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Why are you deceiving me? What are you doing to me? What did I do? I poured myself into your drinking glass And Im under your looking glass Our hour glass Is broken
Why are you pulling the wool over my eyes? What is it you disguise? What did I do? I live in your cardboard box And youve chained it up with cardboard locks Our cardboard clocks Are broken
I have not forsaken you. Have I mistaken you? What did I do? I cannot respond beneath my mussel Youve silenced my voice with your puzzle Our puzzle Is broken
Why are you deceiving me? What are you doing to me? What did I do? I poured myself into your drinking glass And I am under your looking glass Our hour glass Is broken
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Re: Broken
(User Rating: 1 ) by deadheadpoet on
Saturday, 11th February 2006 @ 11:57:40 PM AEST (User
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Ya know, I read this and really dug the flow of it...wasn't sure if I like the repetition of the 1st and last stanza, but if it works for you, then great. There was so much to this piece I loved...The questions...which seem demanding and to the point. The lines ....."I live in your cardboard box
And you've chained it up with cardboard locks
Our cardboard clocks
Are broken"
I don't know what it means for you exactly, but it spoke volumes to me. It totally reminded me of the feelings of being in an abusive relationship. (years ago) I would love to hear your take on it. PM me. Thank you so much for sharing, Peace to you, Laura (who really enjoyed the write) |
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