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Everyday rituals
burden me with memories
I don’t want to remember,
Stories
I don’t want to tell,
Lies
I know will become my truths.

Hiss, whine, shout, scream

Overwhelming me
until I retreat into oblivion, apathy,
where I can remained unharmed. Safe.

Rising up from the depths of my sanctuary, my only means of sanity,
hurts

Sadness, joy, pain, love
hurt

Your voice, piercingly loving,
furiously caring,
hurts

Smiling,
I know I’m home

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  • Purush
    January 21, 2008
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    GOOD VERSE

    GOOD VERSE WITH pleasing thought
    all the best in this contest