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The Intricate Knit

Poetry By: elegantbleeding

Sometimes we knit ourself a safe haven... But how safe is it? Is it better to expose ourself to harm, or shelter ourselves and be lonely? That's the theme of this poem.

Submitted:Nov 28, 2006    Reads: 140    Comments: 1    Likes: 0   

Sitting alone once more,
Feeling so pushed away,
She tries to hold herself
From the chill she feels-
Icy, like the hands of death,
She imagines.
Some approach,
But are, disappointing, in
Her sight.
She's lost in her own web,
Knit so intricately
With delicate hands,
To protect her...
Are they all this ignorant of her existence?
Or is she in self-exile?


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