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We have a great deal of sadness
Pent-up inside our fragile selves
Bordering at times on madness-
unhealthy in and of itself.
You’d think we’d learn to deal with it.
No! We shelve it for another day
and indubitably admit
its return in myriad ways.
Sorrow assumes many faces
Far too many to cope with each
Leaving behind tiny traces
of memories and self reproach.
Human minds are the rub, the source.
Their forlorn heart’s its driving force.

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Poetry.com 3.8 out of 5 based on 5 votes.
Deepak Kumar Pattanayak 9 months ago
Tomasz Torn More than 1 year ago
Well written poem Keep writing Read learn and write Thanks for your poem Waiting for the next your work T/
Mag Crawford More than 1 year ago
Emotion expressed !! Beautifully ,
Gray Matter More than 1 year ago
Thank you.
Corey Haddock More than 1 year ago
I enjoyed this very much. The last 2 lines felt kind of off. But that's ok. Good work
Gray Matter More than 1 year ago
I don't think so.
George E. Simmons More than 1 year ago
You sound like a true poet.
Gray Matter More than 1 year ago
Thank you for the kind words.
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