REPAIR

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  • Confusion

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    THIS IS ANOTHER ONE MY FRIEND MADE

    REPAIR

     This is what is left over of me.
    Broken down and rubble and debris.
    The only thing is
    Pain and hurt and misery.
    You came along and changed that for me.
    Slowly,
    so slowly.
    Meant for me.
    You have your
    Soft voice, steady hands.
    Dreams and pain and plans.
    Hopes, fears.
    Broken promises and wasted years.
    Hurting myself, Hurting you.
    Confusion, despair,
    and
    Finally,
    Repair.

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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.

    truewishes24’s Poems (21)

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    NUMB 1 07/06/2009
    REPAIR 0 07/06/2009
    STRANGER 0 07/06/2009
    MOM 0 07/06/2009
    FIGHTS 0 07/06/2009
    tue or false 0 07/06/2009
    WHAT TO SAY 0 07/06/2009
    TRUTH 0 04/26/2009
    LIFE 1 04/26/2009
    change -1 04/26/2009
    friends 1 04/26/2009
    DREAM 0 04/26/2009
    yourself 0 04/26/2009
    SUN 0 04/26/2009
    one drink 0 04/26/2009
    only you 0 04/26/2009
    to much, to handle 0 04/26/2009
    SOUL 0 04/26/2009
    REAL 0 04/26/2009
    FATHER? 0 04/26/2009
    LOVE 0 04/25/2009
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