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Sun 12 Sep, 2004 12:19 am
I am hurt
hurt to the bone
your face still there
the wrong i did much worse
yet you let me not forget
night brings no slumber
yet day brings agony
the mirror broken
for its your reflection i see
whats has come of you
what will come of me
i wish to help you find peace
for thats when peace will find me
tell me what i need do
This poem implores reconciliation of some sort. It is personal and therefor ambiguous to those not privy to the details. A good start!
I liked this. I can relate to that, from both sides.
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