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what coulda been
can you stand
alone
in the
mud
in what
was
us
in what
was
what must
can you hold
your fight
tight
like the
only knife
but can you
forgive
the
world
for what has
kept you
curled
when you reached
for the gun
birds flew
into the sun
and you felt you coulda won
but this world got you
done
and my finger on a pistol
my eye on the door
for what coulda been
more
what coulda been
more
but
what
for?
alone
in the
mud
in what
was
us
in what
was
what must
can you hold
your fight
tight
like the
only knife
but can you
forgive
the
world
for what has
kept you
curled
when you reached
for the gun
birds flew
into the sun
and you felt you coulda won
but this world got you
done
and my finger on a pistol
my eye on the door
for what coulda been
more
what coulda been
more
but
what
for?
Published 8th Dec 2018
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Anonymous
8th Dec 2018 4:43pm
‘Birds flew into the sun’ love this line. Overall the poem works really well for me.
10th Dec 2018 4:18pm
10th Dec 2018 4:29pm
dearest Marielle a very powerful write
I really connected with your feelings here...
love Brenda 🌹
I really connected with your feelings here...
love Brenda 🌹
3rd Feb 2019 4:27am
