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Cary Kelly Poems
I'm torn inside; it's in my eyes. Can't you see? No source for my pain, except for the knives I occasionally find in my back and heart. Not all puzzle pieces fit together.
The Heart of LIfe
A Love Unspoken
It simply started with a glance Two passerby's who met by chance The count-off of a complex dance. The birth of a love unspoken.
I now understand the addict, who can't get enough of his drug. His mind says that it must stop soon; his body it can't get enough.
I don't need to know who you are. I don't need to know what you've done. I don't to know why you're hurt, or why clouds have covered your sun.
So that's what it sounds like. True Laughter. I don't hear it that often. Even when I do, it's quickly silenced,
And so I run
And so I run. To escape from this world, and merge into another. No fear, no hope,
I fear for her that she'll take the labels at face value and base her life around them. I fear for him
It wouldn't be so bad if she wasn't always on my mind. I'm becoming consumed, which I swore would never happen to me. My emotions all fight each other whenever she comes near, just to be the first to grab her attention.
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I'm torn inside; it's in my eyes. Can't you see?
No source for my pain, except for the knives
I occasionally find in my back and heart.
Not all puzzle pieces fit together.
No set explanation for the weather.
Unless you analyze it scientifically
like I've analyzed me scientifically
and I could tell you what's wrong with me
but that still doesn't solve the problem.