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Apr 09, 2009
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sorrry means nothing to me
sorry cant mar the broken egg to what it were
somethings when broken remain most undone
like the heart that is shred in multiple parts
takes more than the spiders thread to mend its woes
sorry cant fuse the sticks that stand apart
some dislocation have no process of reunion
like a tooth that has parted with the gum
can never relive in the womb of its mother
sorry cant retract the tears into the eyes
as it offloads from the nemesis of the pupils
like a branch that is dis-joint from the stem
never can a life be invibed into a carcass
somethings when broken remain most undone
like the heart that is shred in multiple parts
takes more than the spiders thread to mend its woes
sorry cant fuse the sticks that stand apart
some dislocation have no process of reunion
like a tooth that has parted with the gum
can never relive in the womb of its mother
sorry cant retract the tears into the eyes
as it offloads from the nemesis of the pupils
like a branch that is dis-joint from the stem
never can a life be invibed into a carcass
— emeka ozurumba, Apr 09, 2009
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Critiques
Craig Norris
17 years 1 month ago
...the nemisis of the pupils