pain by Bryan Pooleit hurts
the things you do to me
the things you say
the games you play
witholding from me
my thing most precious
i sit here and cry
no harder can i try
to ease my pain 11/25/2007 Posted on 12/13/2007 Copyright © 2025 Bryan Poole
Member Comments on this Poem |
Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 12/13/07 at 03:21 PM I like the way this moves. Nicely done. |
Posted by Elizabeth Jill on 04/05/11 at 02:25 PM Some days this poem could be my mantra. The way you've not cluttered it, simply genuinely stated it - stays with me. |
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