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Join me in my celebration of life and language through poetry. You will find no hint of literary snobbery here. Much like our beloved English ... THIS poet is very much alive, fun-loving, growing and changing!

Wednesday, September 21, 2011

A Hole In My Heart



There’s a hole in my heart
Where the love trickled out
Running down, to collect in my shoes

There’s a gash in my soul
From which innocence escaped
Betrayal's lethal blade pierced me through

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