Liquor can’t do it anymore,
Silence of the blade, strikes,
Yet misses target.
Past inconsistencies, degrade
who I am.
Swollen with anguish, I
shout to the Heavens.
Lord can You hear me?
Only through You, can
I ever be free.
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prompt:Erase the memories and kill the pain
A contest entry
- PIF Saturday Night Quickie 10/40/30 by poet2angels.
575 points, ended July 28, 2007, 8 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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In the moment of creation, this moment called "Now" all is forgiven and all is cleansed. The joy is a gift that you will share forever. Let the past be past. It is over. The future is a gift yet to be expressed. Right now is where He lives for it is in this eneffable now that everything occurs.
~ Tom B.
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well done!
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Precious,
So true my friend,
thanks for sharing sweet soul,
and I wish you all the best in the contest! *hug*
Peace, Timothy aka poeticweaver~ xo :f
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I can feel your emotion in every line....The past seems to haunt us, doesn't it......Were it only possible to erase the pain, we could be free of it forever......Lovely poem!
Lynda
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Well Done
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