Dan Gray

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Dan Gray

Nova Scotia
I"ve been a soldier, cop, for a short time a volunteer firefighter. Worked as a tradesman for way to many years. I've been writing poetry since I was 17 and still enjoy it. I don't expect anyone to see exactly what I see, but I hope to strike a memory
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Dan Gray Feb 2013

Dark

I sit in the dark and cry.
I have no control.
My heart,
Shattered like a mirror
Lays in pieces at my feet.
Each piece reflecting back to me
A memory of my love for you.
When we met, your touch, whispers,
Our first kiss, making love,
The look that was once in your eyes.
And; as broken glass
Those memories are sharp.
They cut and hurt.
I bleed deep into my soul.

Dan Gray
2003

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