A broken dream and one that's tarnished,
Gave release to birth of new
Dreams that slumbered never easy,
Dreams I dreamt I'd share with you.
Time has passed and passed so surely,
Yet, at times, my times are raw.
Surprised I am that sorely, sorely,
Hidden bruises wound me more.
Tuesday, 2 January 2018
A Poem - Hidden Bruises (2003)
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