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Submitted: Jul 7, 2008 Reads: 45 Comments: 1 Likes: 2
Holes ,many ,all through me, left by moments of bliss,
Not enough to free me, just enough to remind me.
The pieces left behind are mine, solid flesh without joy
Like a delightful piece of cheese, looks intact wonderful,
Knowone notices the holes, or if they do, they do not care.
The brilliant light illuminates though my holes and then.....
I forget about them, lost in day to day, emersed in my flesh,
And the bordom of it all......
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This reminds me of something I wrote a LONG time ago... 10 years plus ago. The idea I had was that the past leaves holes in you that you can't see but leave you changed. But your version takes a more positive form, you speak of light shining through the holes (makes me think of healing) but the down side is your not shining right now, as the last line final states boredom. Maybe a change of environment is needed? :) Great poem! ~ Nixie
Posted: Jul 8, 2008
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