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Subconscious

four walls of stone
your soul it lies derelict
within these
scarred
from the wars it survived
barely
haunted by night
by terrors seen and
grusame acts committed
deliberated then regretted
depraved depressed
unbeknown and unheard
it cries
for Grace, for Mercy, for Love.
yet there amidst
four walls of stone
it remains
hidden
from those that seek to
delve deeper
than the boundaries you have set.


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ziggy

16 years 4 months ago

subsconscious

wonded by war ,terror a soul crying out to be healed , nice deep write are you new here if so welcome to neo and if not oops , lol chat soon ,ziggy
Barbara Writes

Barbara Writes

16 years 4 months ago

Kassie

This is really good. I give it a A^ because it depicts how war can leave people feeling neglected. ~~~~~~~~~ Be whoever you are At all times, and Remember that Because of this, people will Always Respect, and Admire you ©2008Leonard Respectfully Yours, Barbara