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Brevity of Night
night forages my thoughts
and darkness weeps
shadows skirt the past
and I'm left
in silence
the only semblance of life
are
footprints deep inside
I feel your presence
when the knife ripped out my tongue
blood no longer drips
pain has been stitched
but these scars
won't fade away
and darkness weeps
shadows skirt the past
and I'm left
in silence
the only semblance of life
are
footprints deep inside
I feel your presence
when the knife ripped out my tongue
blood no longer drips
pain has been stitched
but these scars
won't fade away
Published 3rd Dec 2021
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3rd Dec 2021 6:10am
Dear JT,
Your poem has me thinking how much I use the night time to dwell on all my miseries. Under this cover of darkness I can be real. I love how you opened the poem. There is such a visual image that can apply to anyone’s sorrows.
Great write. H🌷
Your poem has me thinking how much I use the night time to dwell on all my miseries. Under this cover of darkness I can be real. I love how you opened the poem. There is such a visual image that can apply to anyone’s sorrows.
Great write. H🌷
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