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MEMORYS CLOSET POEMIn MindIn mindwherecobwebs keepa halllined withlocked doorsprotected fromconscious thoughtevils eventsgalore.NANCYMCCORMACK
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THOSE NEEDLING PINES,,Those needling pineswere talking againof what they hadseen from theirpoint of viewOld and worn from gossipfinger tip to branchpa..
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DUSTThe dust has begun
to settle
Eyes cloud over
with poor judgment.
Feelings
reverberate
back to their beginning.
One could
draw a line i..
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A MEMORYS CLOSET POEMI woke up dead ,,again Well;I woke up dead again this morning,wondering why?
Where does all this pain come from?
and why am I s..
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memorys closet
CRY,,,
CRY,,
OR I will have to HIT you
SCREAM LOUDER he said
this was for my protection
HE slapped the mattress instead
YE..
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my words have escaped me,,what I saidhas escapedno copiesexistcarbonengravesthe fine lineI wish todrawupon yourskinfrom eyeto templecheekand bringsyou..
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soft facethe soft face of a lover
scrapes if not taken care
eyes so piercing bleed
when one is unaware
heart so strong
now so weak
when you last..
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DisturbiaDisturbia
hasn't hit you yet
as you
wear away
hidden from view.
Discrepancies
appear
in your so called story
left room for
argumen..
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Seasons changeA heart that is
trying to
self protect
after the fact
cannot harden
so easily
the
warmth
continues
leaking
into everything...
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A MEMORYS CLOSET POEMTRAUMA RECOGNITIONI fell down again into trauma recognition.My past escaped, and caught up with me.With no buffer between me and ..
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