Penny a Pound

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    Penny a Pound


     

    Just one night a year

    remember me

    this heart, now bankrupt

    is all you'll see.

    Your heart, turned to frost

    fed my addiction

    a penny a pound

    my road to perdition.

    Take heart young one

    do not grieve

    I'm no longer alive

    but still I breath.

    Broken and alone

    emptiness fills my days

    no longer seeking light

    I've lost my way.

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    Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

    hoth2o’s Poems (39)

    Title Comments
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    SOMETHING YOU MISSED 2
    IT BEGINS ANEW 2
    GRANDMA PLEASE 2
    PUPPET MASTERS 2
    Winter 1
    INTELLECTUAL FODDER 0
    DOWNCHILD 1
    THE FACE 2
    SYNAPTIC OUTBREAK 1
    Mother Natures Yoke 4
    Hi Books! 0
    Winter 0
    Simple Gifts 0
    NIGHT COURT 1
    ONCE WE WERE A FAMILY 1
    Stains 3
    First Pleasures 1
    There Were....... 0
    Two Proud Ladies 2
    THE BALANCE 2
    I Don'T Wan'T To Fall Down Again 0
    look at you 2
    Penny a Pound 1
    Self 1
    A Word from Our Sponsor 0
    Thorns Included 1
    Scalded 1
    Night thoughts 1
    The Shrine 2
    NO VACCINE 1
    LOVE AND BEAUTY TRANSFORMED 1
    SILENT TEARS 2
    ISLAND OF THE NIGHT 2
    PILOT WITHOUT A FACE 0
    Cry out! Cry Out! 1
    CIRCULAR MISDiRECTION 2
    THE KELIDESCOPE 2
    Gossip 3
    EXIT WOUNDS 6