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Sour Grapes (another poem for my therapist)

Posted by crushedout on April 20, 2004, at 23:37:11


I used to wrap myself
in thoughts of you,
as I might
a cozy comforter,
each night
when I went to bed.
I coaxed myself, lovingly,
into peaceful sleep
with your beautiful eyes,
voice,
words
dancing through my head,
hopeful and content.

But now
I enclose myself
in the cold shroud
of rejection,
icy tears streaming into my hair,
as i try, hopelessly,
to resurrect
your warm embrace.


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