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Suspended in time 
The clock's ticking hands
Pounding at my head..

I let go a shuddered sigh..

So this feeling, bellowing inside
Doesn't overtake me..

Now knowing what it's like
To have a part of my soul dead.

A piece of my heart

As a result 

Grows larger

As another piece of it
Breaks off and dies..

Facing this dark road,alone

My pride hiding behind 
Circumstantial secrets and lies..

I reach out
But I cry alone..
Because when I reach you..
I find nobody home. 

So, I blanket the pain
And lay it to rest
In a cradle made of stone..

The light inside that died
That day..
Will never again light my way..

But, it is always mine
Now to own
And mine
Now
Alone.

Copyright 2014surrealdancingpoetry 

*in Dedication to my soul, sister, daughter, mother, friend..I love you with all that I am..




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