Array ( [sid] => 47 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => A Stranger's Skin [time] => 2002-07-11 06:15:13 [hometext] => Hi there! This poem is about how the person we grow up to be is in a lot of ways affect by whatever weights were thrown on our shoulders by others...their expectations...their mistakes...their manipulation...i was thinking of a specific perosn when i wrote this but i think pretty much every person has someone in their life they can relate this to. It's my first attempt at writing a terzanelle (variation of a villanelle) and i'm not sure if it's something i'll ever attempt again...it's just too addictive. Enjoy! [bodytext] => I’m trying to remember where I begin;
a time before you made me wear
a stranger’s skin.

This tattered carcass I now bear
gives no absolution for you.
A time before you made me wear

this skin that burns me through,
and all the tears you made me cry
gives no absolution. For you

my fountain of excuses has run dry.
The scars your touch has engraved,
and all the tears you made me cry

have finally surfaced. Enraged,
soon I will be able to shed
the scars. Your touch has engraved

memories that replay in my head;
I’m trying to remember where I begin;
soon I will be able to shed
a stranger’s skin.
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A Stranger's Skin
Date: Thursday, 11th July 2002 @ 06:15:13 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: Clarity
I’m trying to remember where I begin;
a time before you made me wear
a stranger’s skin.

This tattered carcass I now bear
gives no absolution for you.
A time before you made me wear

this skin that burns me through,
and all the tears you made me cry
gives no absolution. For you

my fountain of excuses has run dry.
The scars your touch has engraved,
and all the tears you made me cry

have finally surfaced. Enraged,
soon I will be able to shed
the scars. Your touch has engraved

memories that replay in my head;
I’m trying to remember where I begin;
soon I will be able to shed
a stranger’s skin.


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