Wounds Poem by RIC BASTASA
Wounds
wounds of the heart
bleeding but which cannot be seen
yet you feel the agony
the pain that seems to permeate
the intellect of one
who keeps pretending
not hurt but burned
that feeling of a house ashed
one standing
to be counted as a survivor
of another love
that failed.
Saturday, May 1, 2010
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4/24/2024 4:21:46 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Who keep pretending not but burned..... so beutiful.........