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You don’t look further than what you see
To you I’m an angel that has been set free
Underneath I have feelings and they’re so intense
As I live in a world that doesn’t make sense
Due to bad habits I already lost one wing
As I can never seem to forget anything
Hurt from the past shivers in present day
New ones created in a disrespectful way
Protecting the boarders, my territory invaded
Expectations of men kind will always be overrated
In the end it was just a lost battle before I had even begun
What was I supposed to do, I’m not the person to run
I promised myself I would open up to you no more
My trust proven unstable and unable to restore
Despair leads me to an aching of physical pain
System shut down but still flooded by my inner rain
Unwanted thoughts penetrate and won’t let me be
This weakness existing inside me disfigures me
A dark guest arrives and turns out to be a welcome host
As inner rest is what I desire the most
07-02-2009
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February 7th, 2009 at 8:45 pm
You are a fine writer; the clarity of the lines make the poem flow smoothly with a good cadence. the rhyme is not like some rhyme is, and that is distracting, and the ab ab pattern is one of my favorites. You have expressed your feelings well, and they represent your inner thoughts and emotions that you are willing to share in a poem, so I will not attempt to interpret meaning.
Best wishes, and much success with your writing—
art
February 7th, 2009 at 8:49 pm
Oops, I think I should have used the form of the verb, “makes”.
art
February 7th, 2009 at 9:00 pm
This old graying head tries to be alert to typos, misspellings, and grammatical errors, as I just did by starting a sentence with “the rhyme”, instead of “The”.
But please don’t mind me, I’m getting a little silly after a busy, rainy day.
again, best wishes—
art