maybe you don't hear me
maybe my words have all turned blue
they've blended into one tiny cry
and you're sick of the torture
yet... there is no silence in me
I can close my mouth
and quiet my hand
and my heart would scream at you still
so what do I do
when your face becomes stone
and your body flinches beneath my hands
as if my blue touch would stain you forever
you shut me out as if I were a cancer
and you're sheilding yourself from death
my words, they mean nothing to you anymore
you've become numb to the heart you painted
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Reviewed by Mari Laureano (Reader)
Reviewed on January 16, 2002
You are awesome, Ms. Pittman. **Mari**
Reviewed by Shirley
Reviewed on January 1, 2002
Very good yet so brooding and sad.Please send me more of your poems
April,
I send blessing to you, hope, love, peace, joy and the man of your dreams. He's there, don't close the door on 'him' I wish you a great New year, I really do. You are so much like me, I do relate. Have a good one sweets! Janet
Rovella is a beautiful woman with a cold heart whom blames herself for an unfortunate old family secret that is literally ruining her life. This secret impedes a gorgeous woman from having happiness in her childhood, and throughout her life. Dark sec
Rovella is a beautiful woman with a cold heart whom blames herself for an unfortunate old family secret that is literally ruining her life. This secret impedes a gorgeous woman from having happiness in her childhood, and throughout her life. Dark sec
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I send blessing to you, hope, love, peace, joy and the man of your dreams. He's there, don't close the door on 'him' I wish you a great New year, I really do. You are so much like me, I do relate. Have a good one sweets! Janet
Happy New Year!
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