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Killing Fields
My killing fields aren’t
Secluded and quiet
Voices from my past
Scream and whisper
In my head
My killing fields aren’t
Barren and exclusive
Memories lurking, stacked high
Denying, burying them
In my head
My killing fields are
A reality, abused and
Betrayed, I deal with it
Wreaking havoc on others
Definitely not just In my head
JR
Secluded and quiet
Voices from my past
Scream and whisper
In my head
My killing fields aren’t
Barren and exclusive
Memories lurking, stacked high
Denying, burying them
In my head
My killing fields are
A reality, abused and
Betrayed, I deal with it
Wreaking havoc on others
Definitely not just In my head
JR
Published 4th Nov 2013
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4th Nov 2013 9:07pm
great inking!!! I feel the underling anger and pain in this poem.. much love Crim
4th Nov 2013 10:58pm
Thank you so much. That's how I feel much of the time. It makes me happy, rare there, to know you got it.
26th Apr 2014 3:46am
oh my goodness, that was so good! you have great clarity in your writing and great use of diction and syntax, you are an artist with words, more than a poet. you are my muse and my aspiration.
