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Call to Mercy PLEASE read this...
Contributed by
calista
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Friday, 30th January 2004 @ 11:11:46 PM in AEST
Topic:
EmotionalPoetry
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Call To Mercy
January 30, 2004
These secrets harbored much too long,
If only my heart and mind could get along...
One less truth to shy away from,
And one less battle once it's told...
There was a city I lived in,
In a house of shadows.
Each day a nightmare left unsaid,
Tearful nights lying in bed.
Such agony I'd never felt,
Before those times I was so dealt...
And even so,
I know,
If given the chance I'd not blink an eye,
Before I went back to the place I would cry.
For my hate and pain across my face,
Was nothing to those years I spent,
Smiling in place...
These secrets harbored much too long,
If only my heart and mind could get along...
One less truth to shy away from,
And one less battle once it's told...
I used to have a friend, of three,
I hurt her and she hurt me.
And in my logical mind I know,
I'm better off without her there.
Yet something tells me even so,
I know,
If given the chance I'd not blink an eye,
To giving her one more chance in my life.
For the time I knew her, filled with emotion,
Each day a mystery-bitter fights or friendly devotion?
Still I sometimes see tucked in bed with only me,
Once in awhile, a good memory...
These secrets harbored much too long,
If only my heart and mind could get along...
One less truth to shy away from,
And one less battle once it's told...
And then there is a part of me,
Beyond my heart, beyond what I see.
Blood bound, inseparable ties,
To my mother, who's brought so many tears to my eyes.
One photo I have tucked away,
For in that moment I see love in her eyes,
The flash has captured, her looking at me.
And love, for me, from her, is too hard to see...
It's so much easier to hate,
But guilt and truth and love interfere.
Even so, I know,
If given the chance I'd not blink an eye,
At slowly giving a mother a try...
These secrets harbored much too long,
If only my heart and mind could get along...
One less truth to shy away from,
And one less battle once it's told...
I really do, I try to be bold.
But alone, I am defeated,
And call mercy to you...
Copyright ©
calista
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2004-01-30 23:11:46]
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Re: Call to Mercy PLEASE read this...
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by Elf on
Friday, 30th January 2004 @ 11:20:56 PM AEST
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we all have our secrets. Weither they be small trifles of large, soul consuming ones, we all have them. I know how hard dealing with it all can be. For I, myself, have many. If you ever need to talk to someone, a shoulder to cry on; I'm here.
Love,
-*Valen*- |
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Re: Call to Mercy PLEASE read this...
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by a_bear on
Saturday, 31st January 2004 @ 07:25:12 PM AEST
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| My God I feel your emotion. A poets job, as I see it, is to make others feel..you certainly did that. Thank you. I'm not saying I enjoyed every emotion I felt...some of them were hard to feel...but at least I know I'm not numb. Thanks. |
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