Damaged

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    Damaged

     Damaged, broken, beaten down
    With nothing left to give
    All events of the past
    Have seized my will to live
    Cleansing, curse'd, cloaking rain
    Conceals all trace of tears
    But pretense will never cure
    The pain from all these years
    Splintered, ripped, shattered dreams
    Is all that's left within
    Inwardly, I am dying
    A shadow, worn and thin
    Constant, conscience, morose thoughts
    A consuming fire
    Of all seven life has thrown
    Dead struck by the ire
     

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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

    vancelemley’s Poems (19)

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