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Oct 2011
Darkness skies, blackened eyes
Heart torn shut from silent cries
Silk and wool, vicious pull
Try I to fall in the null
I live (that’s good)
I feel (that’s not)
Soul is spoiling, painful rot
Break my being!
Let go.
You not seeing
Thought so.
I scream in anger; not at you
But at your failure to see true
These screams will never see the air
Because too much for you I care.
Broken understanding
Meaning dead on landing.
My love for you is not that kind!
You thought it was; disturbed your mind.
Frightening mirror I saw in you
For mine defiled, yours like new
Drawn was I to your pure heart
Nothing else had any part.
I understand why shy you do,
For I gave wrong hints and clue.
My lines blurred,
Speech well slurred
Mistakes were mine (rest assured).
I meant to protect you
But not unaware subject you
To myself,
The broken mirror.
"Loved, Not Loved" was torn to pieces by a friend of mine who actually knows poetry, but we both agree that rules aside, it's a good poem. At least, I thought it was good. x]
This poem was written September 8, 2011.
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