![]() never savedA Poem by Christopher Withers![]() First published in 2009![]() vision stunted by past deeds leading to my current place, childhood face: disconnected, now adrift on stagnant lake. cynicism scrawls the map leading to my resting place, a symptom of a drying mind, what once was fluid, now is blind. each denial of childhood dream fractures now my world it seems. mothers tears dried in her grave, childhood view: never saved.
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Added on September 9, 2014 Last Updated on September 9, 2014 Author![]() Christopher WithersAboutI recently discovered a user on this site had been posting my poems as his own. To combat this, I've decided to post my poetry here, hopefully stopping this from happening again. The poet in questi.. more..Writing
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