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Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash. Leonard Cohen

Tuesday, October 18, 2011

Mirror, Mirror

Scar
by ~AnnaMariaDeMari




Get out
No more chances
Promises, promises
Take your sweet words and choke on them
We're done

Too late
Save the tears to water your lawn
I've cried too much, too long
Without you, babe
I'm strong

12 comments:

Pat Tillett said...

That is so strong and angry!
Very good...

Brian Miller said...

wow...strong words...some of the hardest to admit and say though....

Bouncin' Barb said...

This one means a whole lot to me!!!! I'm strong!

HyperCRYPTICal said...

Yes! Great write.

Anna :o]

micaelchadwick said...

AMEN! I love this one's voice. LOVE.

Fireblossom said...

Rawr. ;-)

Mynx said...

I love this. I wish I had been strong enough to say these words to certain men in my life

darev2005 said...

I'm sensing a disturbing theme lately. I'm glad I wasn't the one that made you feel that way.

nene said...

Is this a follow-up? Life goes on with new beginnings and new characters. Hope this piece was cathartic. The heart anguishes, never sated.

Judy Roney said...

So powerful. The words along with the photo makes it dynamite.

Morning said...

powerful.

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