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Accidents
Contributed by
Dri
on
Thursday, 15th December 2005 @ 12:59:50 PM in AEST
Topic:
FamilyPoems
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I thought it was some dark mirror
it was just a picture frame
to be filled with the people
who never called me
daughter
every night this whisper
spears my heart
every darkened day
a small click of a step
across tiled floor brings
me face to face
with what I’ve learned to hate-
a lie, filling a gilded frame
to the brim
could it be that I have been so
alone all along?
a woman I believed in more
than blue just being blue
more than fact alone
an accident?
accidents are small things-
cuts and scrapes, bruises or
locking the keys in the car
not a whole child
not a whole sixteen years
I prayed for the picture
but I came to the mirror
can you see it like some
dark sin settled deep
beneath my skin?
I am no one, I belong to no one
no one looks at me and with a smile
says “mine”
and though I am told I am not the
one to blame I can not
bring myself to point the finger
at the woman I love and
the father I would love if he would
let me
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Dri
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2005-12-15 12:59:50]
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Re: Accidents
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by jessejames on
Thursday, 15th December 2005 @ 09:36:40 PM AEST
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Re: Accidents
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by emystar on
Saturday, 17th December 2005 @ 12:11:16 AM AEST
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Wow this is very deep!
It's sad but penned well.
If u need a friend, pm me here any time.
luv, huggs, prayer,
emy |
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