You tell me
you feel this tense
unwanted
run down sad;
your wounds
in life in mind
never get healed
that bad...
Life gives you
sorrows
sagging lulls
and sometimes
swinging thrills;
one may feel
it joyous sweet
others a bitter pill!
Forget pains;
remember scars
remnants of past tales;
those marks will teach
you how to
hold on to your heels!
This way you may unwind
all tensions
from your mind,
of bitter truths,
those stabs on the back,
gales tremors
terrors in life...
22 05 08
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