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BRUiSED

I was a total stranger
a girl;

scared and scarred
with a crucifix of cicatrix
hung around my neck;
a warning sign...[danger]


you saw me
lost...
in a cul de sac,
standing at the gloomy lamp post.

 

you opened your window

your door,

even your walls

and

your heart

vulnerable.

you never heed

that it might bleed

you reached out,

 

and let me speak

you listened,

not with pity

but with understanding.

you gave me healing.

 

 I left you

BRUiSED.

your lips pursed

of the hurt I caused.

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I'm knocking at your door again

to ask for forgiveness.

...healing...

and take back the bruises

I once possessed

 

 

I know it wouldn't be an overnight process.

 

Anna Lee

6, oct 08

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Author notes

for Bruce
Happy Birthday

I'm sorry this is all I could write
I just want to reach out to you

 

ariazephyrzoe

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  • Xombii
    November 10

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    Beautifully written; I had a hard time reading it though, the font was bit dark on this monitor >.<
    But I love it just the same.
    THank you for entering.
  • Tractern
    November 10

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    Very dense- a lot of interesting stuff to pick through here.

    Also this a very engaging narrative.

    Nice work!


  • bigperm gold member
    November 10

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    This is perfect...

    Life is a series of lessons. If you don't hurt and get hurt somewhere along the way, you only lessen the potential for appreciating true happiness later. I love how you have drawn the reader in with the words of your voice. I am especially taken with this line: you saw me
    lost...
    in a cul de sac,
    standing at the gloomy lamp post
    you


    • ariazephyrzoe gold member
      November 10
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      Hi Jason,

      Thank you for your kind and wise words...you've been spoiling me a lot hehe, admittedly which I like...lol
  • Fiend
    November 8

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    hurt

    what a expression of hurt and self-entanglement. The conflict with yourself was as vivid and descriptive as the emotion of love throughout the poem. Very soothing but yet such illicit infatuation. I loved it!


  • Dalaney gold member
    October 22

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    this one got you on my favorites list
    You are a marvelous writer and I want
    to encourage you to continue on - your
    voice needs to be heard. Love, Lane


  • greeny
    October 19

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    :)

    wow, lupet naman neto, sarap basahin, wla pa ata akong nabasang hindi kanais nais n gawa u,, hehe.. i love it ..

  • Swangrnv gold member
    October 8
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    Painful..

    and sad. Yet you have written a beautiful piece all the same.


  • Ken-Maverick gold member
    October 7

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    Very Nice indeed Anna
    So very deep in emotion and feeling too
    Happy birthday to Bruce aswell
    Pen on my friend

    Ken


  • Yemassee silver member
    October 6

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    Beautiful

    Happy Birthday Bruce.

    Great title for a list btw, "You had me at hello." There you go Bruce...

    You know, of all the things in this silly world, I think just about the best would be if someone wrote a poem like this for me (he says, starting to envy Bruce.) To think that I had that effect, that I meant that much, and of course that I had helped that much, it doesn't get much better than that.

    But I know that isn't the thrust of the poem...your hurt is. It sounds like you left some scars, whether yours that you left, or those you inflicted I am not sure...either way, it was a painful time for you.

    You know what? I'm sick of my blabbing. I think this beautiful poem deserves my silence!

    Oh, the annoying Yem part...the last line:

    "I knew it wouldn't" or "I know it won't...I believe."




    • ariazephyrzoe gold member
      October 6
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      Thank you Sir Yem
      I am lucky , you're always here for me to cheer me up I wish I could let you know...with you...there are happy thoughts ...and with Sir Ima...definitely a happy day...

      my bruises are contagious. I keep hurting people. I feel like a bad person...but I am hurting too...

      that process...maybe it won't...


  • cre8tiv-writer
    October 6

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    Wow!! This poem is filled with very strong emotions!!! Great job on this!!:

    you opened your window
    your door
    and even your walls
    and
    your heart
    vulnerable
    you never heed
    that it might bleed
    you reached out
    and let me speak out
    you listened
    not with pity
    but with understanding
    you gave me healing

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