Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by InnerStrength, Jan 10, 2007.

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  1. InnerStrength

    InnerStrength Well-Known Member

    “What is a friend? A single soul dwelling in two bodies.”-Aristotle


    I killed you that night...
    In a manner of speaking

    Your heart’s nothing but refuse now
    But you kept it anyway
    Like a whore
    Keeping filthy rags
    Soaked in...your shame
    Or blame

    What do I care? We’re through anyway
    I did nothing wrong
    You can’t say the same
    But don’t worry
    Guilt doesn’t matter
    When a fractured soul dies
  2. theleastofthese

    theleastofthese SF Friend Staff Alumni

    I'm sorry for these horrible feelings that you expressed so well...:sad:

    love and hugs,

  3. InnerStrength

    InnerStrength Well-Known Member

    Oddly enough, I was not in a state of pain when I wrote this. It was more of a numb, reflective one. But I suppose those feelings were there, nonetheless.
  4. BrokenPieces

    BrokenPieces Well-Known Member

    wow Inner...

    Your a great poet... and well this is how i feel right now..

    thanks for sharing...

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