Broken

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  • Sadness

    Broken
    As I enter a broken room
    I look through broken eyes
    Start wiping away the gloom
    can’t wipe away the lies

    I look through broken eyes
    Sweep up broken glass
    Can’t wipe away the lies
    I wait for the tears to pass

    Sweep up broken glass
    As I enter a broken room
    I wait for the tears to pass
    Start wiping away the gloom

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    passionsdance commented on Broken

    06-24-2009

    I like this and I think its good without the punctuation . shows the broken person writing . The beauty of poetry is that we ourselves are not perfect and our emotions come through in that imperfection ..... I like your work :)
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    cynthiakehl commented on Broken

    05-15-2009

    u need punctuation. nothing but run on's
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    Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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