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Alone

by  pene

Posted: Friday, May 30, 2003
Word Count: 60




The aching crush
of unrequited love,
hangs heavy
on the spring air.
The rejection of self,
brakes
the inert soul.
The shelf fills
with the unwanted,
as the blessed
make babes
under cover of
united duvets.
Tears of desolation
drop
from red ringed
swollen eyes,
onto
pale faced
cheeks of despair.
As Cupid's arrows
withdraw
broken hearts bleed
unseen red.