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Poetry and Messy Feelings 

 

 Grace

 

Thou cannot loose my heart from thought

Which beauty longing anguish wrought

Clenched eyes visioned beauty's face

Through lonely broken inward place

Ne'er won nor lost but always fought

Burnt by gleam my eye was caught

Who's fingers across her body traced

Which left me hunger for her taste

And gave up all for which I sought

If just to find one drop of grace

 

 

 

 

 

 

Broken

 

Oh heart why so weak

Day by day afraid to speak

So afraid to truly feel

Losing touch of what is real

Through the cracks sorrows seep 

From broken attempts to heal

 

 

 

 

 

 

Alone

 

I  am weak in longing

what I cannot hold

searching for belonging

and to be whole

 

 

 

 

 

 

After

 

I don't know you anymore

and maybe I never did

All that remains is you  and me

and a lot of space between

 

 

 

 

 

 

Futility

 

In my hands I hold the seas

and grasp wind by the reins

They escape without pains

Farewell to your heart amongst these

I am here on my knees 

Empty handed covered in stains

 

 

 

 

 

Set me free

 

You set me free

With memories of your kiss

You beat me with thorny whips

softly spoken through your lips

You set me free

 

 

 

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