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2 A.M.
Contributed by
ArdRi79
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Sunday, 21st April 2013 @ 08:10:46 PM in AEST
Topic:
SadPoetry
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2 A.M.
I have loved and lost,
And ached inside with a cosmic emptiness.
The void between stars,
filled the space where my heart should be
I have yearned and wanted,
As a child that found rape in his parents arms
The sense of home,
Means only isolation and loneliness to me.
I have hoped and struggled,
Ive won the things I thought I needed,
While I hid and cowered,
From the warmth Ive always craved.
I talk and heal,
Through therapy and caring friends,
I run and write,
And fight for justice that law will never give me.
Copyright ©
ArdRi79
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2013-04-21 20:10:46]
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Re: 2 A.M.
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by cherryamber on
Monday, 22nd April 2013 @ 05:32:58 AM AEST
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| thank you for sharing this. beautiful expression. take care. x |
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Re: 2 A.M.
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by Spike on
Monday, 22nd April 2013 @ 07:13:04 AM AEST
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not just a disclosure of event and aftermath, but hope and mission bound in lyrical form. It resonates.
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Re: 2 A.M.
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by Jyssvw on
Monday, 22nd April 2013 @ 11:16:33 AM AEST
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| Your pain palpable . Your words struck truthfulness . Best to you and those you love . |
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Re: 2 A.M.
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by Sagefairy on
Tuesday, 23rd April 2013 @ 01:47:46 AM AEST
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Yeah, sometimes it's way to late to have justice. You have to find a way to get past it, though others have faced it as well... Your write speaks of feeling weak while reaching for strength.
Good things there. Blessings, SF |
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