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A Poem by Taunt-gently

My heart has been over ruling my head

 for the longest time,

speaking its own language,

 I can’t hear its whispers, though feel its pain.

I swear I almost put a stake though it, just shut it up

Its begun demanding things I don’t know if I can deliver on

Its begun to communicate with my head, frightful arguments.

© 2010 Taunt-gently


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yep, that's the door

Posted 14 Years Ago


Alluring, mysterious and heavenly, in terms of true conflicts between inward and outward! This is a great piece!

Posted 14 Years Ago


this was so nice and lovely..oh yes the heart may talk
may whisper to the mind that its time for him to take the lead
and why not..why should you ever shut him up
i think sometimes life deserve to be lived through what the heart says
this may have been cut short ,i think you could have gone further
and tell us about its ailment..how it talked and whatever he wanted to do
this was so beautiful and lovely
lovely write..

Posted 15 Years Ago



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