prayerA Poem by w.d.b
please god, oh please
grant me that which I dearly need, a hefty dose of fortitude so I can fend off my demons during these reoccurring strings of solitude. no more blood of mine needs to spill, especially by the hands of the things that haunt me the most, the memories of my love who in dreams is an angel, but in reality is a ghost. © 2013 w.d.b |
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Added on October 18, 2013 Last Updated on October 18, 2013 Tags: poem, poetry, writing, amwriting, spilled ink Authorw.d.bAboutpoet. author of 'These Ties', 'Petrichor', and 'Noema'. wild dreamer. melancholic. more..Writing
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