sharnae green

That Triger - Poem by sharnae green

Defend sound! Melody ringing, pain acing fingers clinch as if its clutching on a trigger.
At once all my regret and sorrow spill out in rage urging my inner thoughts and experiences to explore deep!
Surrounding thoughts of intimidation, pity, and remorse.
A sigh of cold air releases and the heat of pain deflects and reflects on

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Poem Submitted: Monday, December 21, 2009

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