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SHIRTSLEEVE TEARS
Contributed by
robert_edgar_burns
on
Friday, 10th February 2012 @ 09:08:18 PM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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My cheeks are wet.
My eyes are red.
And I have not
Even been to bed.
These salty drops
Having wet my lips,
Which quiver now
Over our last kiss.
And I must say
It’s been a hard job,
To control myself
Between each sob.
My shirtsleeves now
No longer wear my heart.
They are ripped and burnt,
And torn apart!
A teardrop just
Splattered on my shoe.
And I care not now,
For I’m missing you.
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I drew on my experiences as
a Law Enforcement Officer
and people I dealt with for this write.
Copyright ©
robert_edgar_burns
... [
2012-02-10 21:08:18] (Date/Time posted on
site)
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Re: SHIRTSLEEVE TEARS
(User Rating: 1 ) by emystar on
Friday, 10th February 2012 @ 09:15:50 PM AEST (User
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So Sad but great writing.
Blessings, smiles,
#1 fan,
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