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Poetry By: Romano
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We have to remember that not every battle can be fought and or won by us ourselves, we need help


Submitted:Dec 12, 2011    Reads: 3    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


A figment of imagination I am

Imagery of love pieced together

to form hope that creates misery

from thoughts of happiness

smiles and laughter to veil pain

that's tormented deep in the brain

Implanted bruises on muscles covered by

fractures that were never made

Heart mended by teflon strips of acid

from battles never fought

From bedridden, wheelchairs and crutches

not being able to stand to walking





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