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Author Name: FreeAbby 3 Comments
Date Added: January 15, 2007 11:01:39 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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she did not betray her pains upon his leaving
two years after love went sour
she was often seen in the valley of clouds

singing rhymes and playing a broken guitar

her loyal cat by her side 
she sang of love and blights, births and departures

the farmers wondered what beauty

should lose her mind

on account of a defaulting love

she chose a sunday to call all to her pains;

they returned from church to find her

hanging with her curls from the apricot tree

she was happy at last after seasons of unshed tears
an angel delivered her flowers and gold

that never came from a heartless love

who deceived and wasted her so


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Comment By: FreeBarbara Demasson on October 2, 2007 02:58:28 PM Report
You draw sympathy for the broken hearted with the marvelous way that you have written this piece. Still, even though your words are filled with relief for her suffering, I am bristled by the voice of this poem. I think it is a subject is just too close to my heart. This is (to me) a look from the inside out a very sick minded individual who needed professional help rather than a rope and an apricot tree.


Chilling piece make death look like a solution and you do it with a smooth warmth that frightens me.



Comment By: FreeAlison Storm Wolf on October 2, 2007 09:02:33 AM Report

I cannot tell you how this poem affected me....
So terribly near the bone for me.....crucifying in its exposure

Ali x

Comment By: FreeGlata on September 19, 2007 09:47:24 PM Report
Wow, Abby...your writes amaze me! This is a powerfully sad write...and the saddest part is, you can  almost cheer her on for hiding the pain and overcoming the pain to find eternal peace and happiness.

No one really knows what goes on in another's heart, huh?

Great job, as I've come to expect!



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