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ONE LOOK OUT OF A THOUSAND
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JOURNAL#16 feelings that don't know what to feel
are hardest of all to contradict or appeal
my heart is but a forgotten container left
to house the shards of what was once so very
long ago broken
the pieces
though they have long since scattered
I was just never more fully aware
until now
old wounds were ripped open
characteristically a fresh
as a near mad moment ago
he looked at me as if I never even mattered
laying my forgotten little container
wide open for public consumption
AGAIN!
only to now bleed outwardly in
slashed so brilliantly was I
by an expedient jagged knife's blade
that hailed from a perfectly planned
jaded cold stare
time, circumstance and divorce
did this deliberately to us
the love died there..............
(April 12, 1997)
