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A Thousand Mirrors
by Joe CramerYour love drops me to my knees,
Begs me to say "please."
Cuts like a thousand mirrors shattered.
My heart tattered.
I look for the escape
And in my mind's eye
You come at me with blade upended.
Your love crushes
As it rushes the breath
From my lungs.
I climb these rungs
Of my life
Attempting to escape.
I hate
The way I feel,
Unreal
No zeal. 12/19/2007 Posted on 12/19/2007
Copyright © 2025 Joe Cramer
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Alisa Js on 12/19/07 at 10:31 PM Reading through this one, I felt the pangs of a love affair gone bad and how very sad and heartbreaking it is. I can most certainly relate as I have had my share. Your descriptions are spot on here. Happy holidays to you, aloha...;-0 |
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