Prospective Miles

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Another evenings formulation

Easy girls have easy lives; no cares,

No shame just continue regardless,

When you become disgusted, I become revolted,

There is nothing for a mother to be proud of,

Young dreamer with no thoughts left untouched,

I can only run; mile upon mile, breath upon breath,

They cannot remove me from my thoughts; reality,

You cannot escape reality; maybe this is destiny; twisted fate.

 

 

He did me a favour all those years ago,

Showed me my potential for silent shame,

Emotionless and succumbing to cold hands,

Carry on, if you can take any more from me,

You are welcome, as I have nothing left to preserve,

Gentle caresses become desperately clumsy gropes,

They show what I am, how I behave

This could be construed as a plea for help,

But you all know me better than that…..

 


Submitted: October 20, 2013

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