Poem -

What Makes Us Broken

                                                                  We are only broken my love when
                                                                           they look at us hard ..
                                                                 The rest of the time, we are whole ..
                                                                          But then nevertheless,
                                                               it still pays to be careful, quiet and
                                                                           above all composed
                                                               and free from all forms of restraint
                                                                              don’t you think ..
                                                               Remember my love, we are broken
                                                                            only when they all
                                                             look at us hard, so pray listen harder ..
                                                                        Since the following sigh
                                                               and the gasp, are for your ears only ..

 

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Neville

Why not put a blanket over the screen 

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Marion

Wow..I think this is utterly beautiful Neville,
I suppose it can convey several meanings but I am taking the romantic, illicit one.
We are always a whole...except in the eyes of others. Dont care if it's wrong thats the one I'm sticking with 😊 x
 

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Neville

You chose well Marion, that's the one this old hard fella would have gone for as well .. Many and I do mean many heartfelt thanks .. Your mate, Me :) x

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