WreckedA Poem by Frieda PThe 'I Never Learn Syndrome'I know we used to dance before you wrecked me was a little piece of heaven and a lot of hell amazing how quickly the fires of forever after dim you came inside my head and burnt my senses my own crucifixion wasn't satisfying enough you hammered in the nails until you drew blood like a boomerang you hit my heart again how many times is enough is enough I'm broken, you break me yet again there were those bolts of clarity they fizzled out after the raging storm bohemian gusts set the temperature there was no grace except for suns on the horizon as you thought they should be, worshiping at the altar of your temporal ego when will I learn you loved yourself more than me
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33 Reviews Added on June 11, 2013 Last Updated on June 12, 2013 AuthorFrieda PNJAboutIf you want to know me, read my poetry, it's all in there. I am a mother of three sons (my finest moments) a sister, a survivor and a little bit crazy. I lost my beloved sister to suicide, so you'll.. more..Writing
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