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Cardboard Conscience

Poetry By: lainie
Poetry


A metaphor - what be try to block out.


Submitted:Oct 22, 2006    Reads: 139    Comments: 1    Likes: 0   


A cardboard box melting in the pouring rain,

Filled with years of promise turned to pain,

And I close my eyes and say they are to blame.

Then I go home to the comfort of my eiderdown,

And sleep with cardboard visions dancing around,

While in the pouring rain my conscience drowns.





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