Not Long Left

Rookie (17.05.1981 / The Molten Core)

Barbed Arrows - Poem by Not Long Left

From your hate driven position
you project barbed arrows.

The tip dipped in poisened words
that peirce skin and burn deep

paralysed I make moves to remove
the hate, to reason your action

and justify your means. Delerious
with shock I rive inside watching

as you storm off victorious, only
your once trusted perfume remains.

Slowly I strain to disengage the
darts of spite, some snap and a

little of their venom remains travelling
through veins harrasing the heart.

I limp to my shelter spinning in anger
sharpening my words, awaiting your return.

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  • (8/2/2006 11:06:00 AM)

    The sorrow in this is almost tangible. I gave it a 10. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, August 2, 2006

Poem Edited: Friday, August 20, 2010

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