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broken heart poem

desolate and lone
but i cannot read you now
i was a goddess ere the marble found me
still thirteen years
when the hours of day are numbered
the agony of having too much power
the earth keeps some vibration going
rocked in the cradle of the deep
looking beyond
in and of itself
there was a strangeness on your lips
my mother taught me that every night
one sweetly solemn thought

 



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