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Saturday, February 5, 2011

My Spirit Crushed Into Bitterness

You stood on my heart,
heels digging into my love,
crushing my spirit
into bitterness.

I begged release,
but you held me tighter
with your sadistic play
of giving hope
that you loved me,
then burn me with
infidelity's cigarette.

My heart is torn
into pieces of mistrust.
Is love just a series
of lies, pain, endings?

I stand in tower of anguish
searching for salvation.
I pray my heart
will find healing.
Anger has built a wall
hope can not scale.

© Copyright Susie Clevenger 2011


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