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Trapped in Dissolution

Her ability to feel no longer lingers from her inner chest|

Replaced with an emotionless sense of the world around her steps|

Instead of looking up she sees only the ground|

Not the faces which once laughed and smiled|

She built her own road to walk on|

But nothing in the background|

No grass|

No trees|

Only a deep black screen|

Static hides the image|

I once dreamt of where she would end|

On a road with no hope|

A slope hill heading down towards the abyss|

I once heard laughter and joy created from those lips|

Anger took her soul and wrapped itself around her shoulders never to let go|

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  1. ima girlAugust 19, 2011 at 10:27 PM

    This is so sad. O_o

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  2. kikinotdeeAugust 24, 2011 at 2:01 PM

    That poem is very thought provoking Ed! I like it a lot.

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  3. Ed VillatoroAugust 25, 2011 at 6:07 AM

    Thank you kiki. I try my best.

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  4. Ed VillatoroAugust 25, 2011 at 6:09 AM

    @ima girl...yes it is truly sad indeed.

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  5. DanielaAugust 31, 2011 at 6:56 PM

    I love this. It definitely struck some memories of when I felt depressed or angry. I'm amazed at how much I felt like you can connect with and understand a woman! lol

    This is a sad poem. Especially towards the end. Even though you say "anger took her soul and wrapped itself around her shoulders to never let go"...for some strange reason, I still feel some sense of hope. A sense of "maybe this is not the end".

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  6. Ed VillatoroSeptember 1, 2011 at 7:45 AM

    Sorry to hear you felt this way. I felt like this as well.
    And yes! I can understand women I think because of my sensitive side and maturiry, women are so strong and beautiful. I appreciate women.

    I'm glad you understood the feeling of hope I wanted to convey at the end.

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