Aimee Rozen

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Slamming Doors - Poem by Aimee Rozen

slamming doors
falling souls
things I wish to forget
things imprinted on my mind
things that I am
things I wish I was not
accusations find their way to me
easy to blame
numb emotions flow freely
cutting edges
silent hearts
so bold
so bright
kindness failing
vintage wear
hell razed
rising fast
imprints made
faces changed
confusion consumes
banished from existence
slamming doors
hearts closed tight
falling souls
puddles huge
blood flows red in random spots
salt stains cheeks
standing up is useless
falling down is pointless
where am I supposed to go?
what am I supposed to do?
mind is shut
emotions stopped

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, January 23, 2008

Poem Edited: Thursday, January 12, 2012

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