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I took a knife out into the middle of the woods,
Went to the tallest tree I could find,
Carved my name into the trunk and scratched two parallel lines
Into the most arm-like branch I could find,
Like the metaphor would make me hurt less,
Like seeing something else with scars
Would make me feel less alone,
Like if I am broken then everything else must break too,

And I finally understand why you left,
The moon must get tired of only being able to shine

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The best poems in my opinion are the ones that introduce a new twist half way through the poem and the reader doesn't expect it, yet after reading it, the reader wonders, how come I didn't expect that. This is one of those poems.
Nov. 10, 2014 at 7:37 PM • Report
Incredible. I know I'm going to be reading this again just to understand it more completely. Your gift for words is unique, thank you. 
Nov. 10, 2014 at 4:10 PM • Report
Naomi S.
This is really beautiful. The rhythm that this poem has is unique and it flows really well. The eloquence of your words allowed me to see the story as I read it, and that's the most amazing part of all good poetry.
Jul. 12, 2014 at 9:37 PM • Report