Gordon D Wilkinson

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No Regrets? - Poem by Gordon D Wilkinson

Fragile heart of glass
Easily shattered into shards so sharp
Each one an hour of regret
Cutting deep into veins of hope
Fantasy slowly bleeds dry
Drop by dropp onto vulnerabilities desert
Soaking away without a trace


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Poem Submitted: Monday, December 28, 2009



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