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Bruised Bones
Bruised and tattered
nobody cared
nothing mattered
Mouth opened wide
taking a breath
shouting to the side
Feet in the dirt
sinking soil
this is going to hurt
Clawing into air
grasping nothing
theres nobody there
Surrounded but alone
another day
chilling to the bone
nobody cared
nothing mattered
Mouth opened wide
taking a breath
shouting to the side
Feet in the dirt
sinking soil
this is going to hurt
Clawing into air
grasping nothing
theres nobody there
Surrounded but alone
another day
chilling to the bone
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Re: Bruised Bones
20th May 2013 2:52pm
I can relate, but just know you aren't alone!!! I felt that way for far too long!
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re: Re: Bruised Bones
20th May 2013 3:17pm
Thank you for reading me DreamIllusions...
Theres only one way to go and that's up...it gets better
my dear! :)
Theres only one way to go and that's up...it gets better
my dear! :)
Re: Bruised Bones
Anonymous
20th May 2013 3:35pm
desperation and loneliness or vice versa....a sad combo tl
expressed well
strider
expressed well
strider
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Re: Bruised Bones
20th May 2013 3:48pm
aaaawww, this was so sad... i felt like this a few times at points in my life... hope all improves soon my friend :)
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Re: Bruised Bones
21st May 2013 1:18am
I enjoy how you have a variety of different style
poems, when we are at the lowest we must go up
it so easy. The hard part is being at the top and coming down hard.
Great write
poems, when we are at the lowest we must go up
it so easy. The hard part is being at the top and coming down hard.
Great write
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