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Dragged my fingers across rough surfaces
Bleeding into cracks of history
I thought I left behind
Dusting off derelict ideas
No longer mine or yours
To fumble through the night
We hold our breath in each other’s company
Hoping not to offend
Start another war we cannot win
Heaven help the dead left behind
My tears dry on my cheeks
Streaks of black mascara run
Rivers of muddy deceit
I am no longer young
But not old enough to die
Quietly in my sleep
You watch me come and go
Yearning for answers
I withhold
It is my only weapon
Bayonet against your throat
While your jealous gun pokes between my ribs
We pretend to smile
Imagine we can get through this
Life unscathed
If we act the part
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Left Behind

Contributed by merry on Friday, 4th February 2005 @ 12:07:34 AM in AEST
Topic: ambiguous

Dragged my fingers across rough surfaces
Bleeding into cracks of history
I thought I left behind
Dusting off derelict ideas
No longer mine or yours
To fumble through the night
We hold our breath in each other’s company
Hoping not to offend
Start another war we cannot win
Heaven help the dead left behind
My tears dry on my cheeks
Streaks of black mascara run
Rivers of muddy deceit
I am no longer young
But not old enough to die
Quietly in my sleep
You watch me come and go
Yearning for answers
I withhold
It is my only weapon
Bayonet against your throat
While your jealous gun pokes between my ribs
We pretend to smile
Imagine we can get through this
Life unscathed
If we act the part

Copyright Â© merry ... [ 2005-02-04 00:07:34]
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Re: Left Behind (User Rating: 1 )
by ladyfawn on Friday, 4th February 2005 @ 12:13:41 AM AEST
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so sadly beautiful, gaille, i hope your doing well, hugs n' love sis, nessa

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Re: Left Behind (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Friday, 4th February 2005 @ 12:13:51 AM AEST
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Interesting write. I liked it. Great work.

Re: Left Behind (User Rating: 1 )
by DreamWeaver on Friday, 4th February 2005 @ 01:58:37 AM AEST
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Merry, your words always have a way of making me shiver, for I can usually totally relate to the situation ... this one no less ... "life unscathed if we act the part" ... seems like I've been acting for so many years I forget what real life is like ... awesome write ... Jan

Re: Left Behind (User Rating: 1 )
by Stitch on Friday, 4th February 2005 @ 07:25:09 AM AEST
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Such sadness and despair here, and so much more. You have captured that wary dance that is the aftermath of trauma. Do you ever write a bad thing? I doubt it. I love the way you put words together.
Stitch

Re: Left Behind (User Rating: 1 )
by Rakerman1999 on Friday, 4th February 2005 @ 07:41:40 AM AEST
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Since my first read of your work I was struck by your power. Each one since has been just as strong. This once again tells the sad story of life in a way only you can.

Very well done
Roses for my daisy
Larry

Re: Left Behind (User Rating: 1 )
by blowfish_jane on Friday, 4th February 2005 @ 10:53:54 AM AEST
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Wow aren't you just the brilliant writer. This was so writen well you have writen and showed your emotions very well and im glad i had the chance to read such an incredible write. Thanks for posting.

Jane x

Re: Left Behind (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Friday, 4th February 2005 @ 10:54:38 AM AEST
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such feeling and sadness etched on the page so well. you are...a poets poet!
I wish you peace and strength.

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