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Free verse № 3326

ghost of one

by crin

Member since 2001 · Posted 8 Jul 2002 · 2 comments

she said i look like the ghost of a man of a man she used to knoe but i'm not a man never have been so how could i be the ghost of one strip me down my heart is made of odd little bits of meat and held together by hope against hope and pieces of my sleeve i am a slave to so many things i've been branded by people i've never seen could never pretend to be safe and warm when i'm always worrying about being sold away if i could take this all in stride would i still be dying this way if i lied could i convince myself that your abuse didn't mean anything to me

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[5] nentwined 11-Aug-02/7:08 PM Reply
one is always dying unless they're dead.
[5] <~> 11-Aug-02/7:30 PM Reply
i like the imagery in stanza 2 very much, but feel like the rest is not nearly as tight