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Dirtied Anthem
my eyes close quickly
sharply
as the distilled wind quiets
my aching
wanting
hands.
Do you sleep
as i write this?
Words pouring from pens
full of life and character
abusing the pages
they should never have touched
this dirtied anthem of words
not worthy for your heart
has been caught inside my head
for awhile now.
And it kills me to know
you will probably never read them
or understand
the way i felt when i wrote this
for you
I was randomly surfing through the site when I came across your somber, yet beautiful poems (this one in particular). This poem happen to strike me; yet I wasn't sure if this was about a lost love, a love that you have that you're unsure about, or the death of a loved one. Care to share some insight into your incredible creation?