I know not
From whence the hate came
I know not
Through what you have been
But I do know
Your hate will destroy you
I do know
You exceed the sum of your hate
I do know
Hate is merely a stand-in word
Insufficient to describe the tortured whole
Insufficient to label tattered heartstrings
Insufficient to bind journals inked with sleepless skies
Not even the stars came to kiss you good night
Heart flesh scooped out
Chucked into the compost heap
One day to be reincarnated
As a beggar nomadic
Utterly dependent
On lovingkindness.
Sat Dec 17, 2011 4:27 am
MdmPrez
Joined: 16 Oct 2007
Posts: 803
Location: US of A
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You said alot with a little. I read this 3x. I had to diffuse my anger
when I read it. I'm mad at the person about whom you wrote this, if there is such a person.
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Cat
Sat Dec 24, 2011 8:03 pm
Eilidh Moderators
Joined: 09 Apr 2005
Posts: 1880
Cat,
That's what cryptic poetry is for. Unfortunately, this is based on a true story and it's not getting any better anytime soon. Thank you for reading.
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