a hatchet hanging over us

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Often apologies are unspoken

Submitted: March 29, 2015

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Submitted: March 29, 2015

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Things said/ best left/ we hurdle off the handle/ like hot sparks from hotter anvils/ who is the antagonist/ the star clustered catalyst/ who will bless/ chapel sharp wild winds/ and hold the other to a loving chest/ each longs for shelter/ to wade out of chin deep waves crest/ who will first soothe/ and drag the anchor ribbon/ across the line/ making old wounds fine/ mending broken bonds/ sometimes things are left behind/ we will wait and see and you never know maybe


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