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Poems written in D.C. Alone,
but not forgotten.
Hurt,
but not broken.
Mental, but not insane.
We all have our scars.
We all have felt pain.
Hurt and alone,
we all still remain.
Inescapable
We are pain conductors
better than coppy wire
come close, touch
let me shock your world.
We are pain receptors
fine filliments of bad news
transmitted by word
or touch, by time or
remembering.
~A~
02-03-13
7:21p