My Shell Poem by christopher turner

My Shell

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I feel num in my heart and soul
trying to stay safe and alone
hoping no one breaks the shell
in which I dwell
being safe in my sadness
and insaine in my madness
a bloody tear falles from below
my arm sceaming in pain
my heart is breaking
for love will never be mine

Thursday, January 7, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: madness
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who F'n cares about that homo
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