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Waiting For A translator
Contributed by
unknown_utopia
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Thursday, 8th September 2016 @ 12:31:32 AM in AEST
Topic:
anguished
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Every ending has a start
The short term effect of possession
is that you always want more,
in the end all you can hope for
is the love you experienced
off sets the pain you endure,
pulling at my face
is a silent scream
stretching my skin
burning a hole in my soul.
anxiety is taking its toll as I wait
for a translator
but there is no mercy
as I keep making the same mistakes,
every thing always changes
nothing stays the same
only the pain remains,
do not know what I want need
the confusion is strong
there is no flying with burnt wings.
I came into this world on my own
and that is how I will leave
when I am dead and gone,
There is a place where I wanna go
I will never get there
destination unknown,
crippled pilgrims come and go
never noticing me down on the ground
I am getting better at being a ghost.
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2016-09-08 00:31:32]
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Re: Waiting For A translator
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by JamesStockdale on
Thursday, 8th September 2016 @ 01:22:10 PM AEST
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Hey that/'/s what women do to you. Just reading your poem gave me anxiety. That means I felt it and it was great. Now I/'/m sick- thanks! :)
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Re: Waiting For A translator
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by duff on
Friday, 9th September 2016 @ 08:27:30 PM AEST
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| Oh how we tiptoe through our own hell waiting for an answer. Someone to decipher the pain. The daily hurt without the relief we seek. Enduring another marathon that lacks a finish line. I felt this and thanks for sharing. Well done |
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