Rose Wilson


Poems of Rose Wilson

1. My Heart... 3/20/2013

My Heart...

My heart is...
Well guarded
Malnourished
Un-nurtured
Never flourished
Undervalued
Oft ignored
Underestimated
Deeply flawed
Well disguised
Locked away
From the clear
Light of day
Neither touched
Nor misled
Only cold
Bleak and dead.

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