The 100…

The 100…

A Poem by xXxCynicalWarsxXx

I made the Vow just three years ago.
I lost my courage to fight and I laid
My Canvas bare to the Thorn Bush
In pale nimble fingers.
Tingling and not a tremor surfaced.
I didn't shake but my heart did.
"I'm sorry..." is my faint whisper.
But I don't mean it. I don't mean it.
I just Lost…

© 2013 xXxCynicalWarsxXx


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Added on April 28, 2013
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I am only the girl you see. My mind is caves and roads of red. My heart is generous and yes, Who am I without scars? I have my secrets. I have my songs I play and sing. Mostly, I have just my in.. more..

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