Nor Was It Sought Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Nor Was It Sought



Through whatever pain that is there I bear,
Unshown...
I do.
Without a need to be dared.
Or cloaking any hurt I may feel.

Keeping dramatics to myself,
I step!
That has become my reality.

I was not the one blessed,
With an appearance...
That accepted empathy!
Nor was it sought.

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Carol Gall 31 August 2009

your reality gets my respect

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