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Author Name: PremiumSybillachris57 8 Comments
Date Added: October 06, 2005 21:10:15 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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Your fingers’ tenderness

Is sandpaper

To my



I grow callous

Where you frequent.

Layer upon layer of dead skin

With no feeling…

No pain.


My skin’s thick-on surface is

Yellowish, cracking and hard.

Only the not-revealed, where you cannot

Be…..Remains soft, pliable, and new.

Unexposed and unavailable

To you.

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Comment By: Freeaaron payne on April 2, 2006 02:02:23 PM Report
good. -ap
Comment By: FreeN.M.Sodergran on February 13, 2006 06:50:47 PM Report
Auch, that sounds like a really rough time. Well written, excellent usage of the metaphor and a clear message. Thanks for sharing! Aeth
Comment By: FreeDamon D. Brewer on January 28, 2006 04:44:34 AM Report
This was a well written piece, and I enjoyed reading it.
Comment By: FreeMichael on January 22, 2006 09:03:54 PM Report
Sybilla, the soul and all of the beauty within it, is unconquerable! And I think that's what drives some men crazy to know that there is something they will never possess. Enjoyed, Michael
Comment By: FreeAmelie on November 13, 2005 03:28:14 PM Report
oo can really feel the hurt in this... exposure to insensitivity dulling out any feeling for this person... i also get the impression its an outcome of many years of hurts and deceptions in a relationship... there does come a point where the heart and mind have enough, and theres no turning back... the damages are deeply empreigned... this is a heartfelt poem, an unfortunate realistic outcome of love sometimes... i can relate in my own way... thanks for sharing :f

later... xx

Comment By: AdminRichardM on November 1, 2005 12:14:01 PM Report
Just so it is that walls can be so impenetrable and tall. So few words, yet so, so powerful! Well done!
Comment By: FreeCynthia Jones on October 9, 2005 01:35:18 PM Report
Nice imagery here. Well penned. *S* Wind Whisperer
Comment By: FreeThe Bag Lady on October 6, 2005 10:12:28 PM Report
Love this, Sybilla~ Love the symbolism woven within the lines~ Enjoyable from start to finish~

Margaret...the Bag Lady


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