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A Poem by Broken.


It enters my mind everyday
simple and quick past my eyes
I shutter sometimes
when shaken violently
lost walking in the intertwining paths
within my mind
they enter willingly
curiously
and I fret to the sight
of the lying body
strung within
my strangely abiss mind
No one should help me now
however I smile
at the thought of it
that seemingly harmless
innocent
cherry chapstick
the only substance
that can help me now
and maybe I'll wander there
again someday
Should something
hold me back
I swear at that
and I shall break
the pattern
although I say that
every time
I know it will be different
this time
I'm sure
And I will walk into
the open ground
with a smile on my face
awaiting my next
curious victum
go ahead
take a guess
take a chance
live one more day
another time I'll say
something different
but today
you will see
how cruel I can be
while seeing
how gentle
how caressing
my eyes will be
with you
just one more day
on the open ground
with chapstick at hand

© 2008 Broken.


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Cherry chaptstick never seemed so dangerous. This is a wonderful write. I like the play between innocence and wickedness. Bravo!

Posted 15 Years Ago


This is so nice.... the sense of a lighthearted substance blends with larshness.
Great job and well done.

Posted 15 Years Ago



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