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My Blood Runs Thin
bbielinski

My blood runs thin.
 1
The coldness grows darker within me.
 2
The pit of my stomach hungers for something more,
 3
Something more than life has to offer.
 4
I yearn for a feeling not yet felt,
 5
And yet treasured by so many,
 6
And hated by so many in the same breath…
 7
For it is love I seek, but it never seems to come.
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Why? I ask myself. Why oh why does the pain of no companion
 9
Dig at my insides… I have made it this far without
 10
Why now, does the pain and loneliness begin to grow?
 11
The lack of romance in our culture brings a terrible taste to my mouth;
 12
For the women of these times merely swim with the tide.
 13
Sporting fake messages from the media in the form of makeup and fashion.
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Or perhaps it is me who does not understand.
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Perhaps it is them who seek the same thing, that very moment,
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That moment when you hold someone and you know at that moment
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That somehow your souls have managed to become meshed together,
 18
Like two pieces of silk being woven together to make a scarf for both to wear.
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Or maybe I am just wrong, and true love is a figment of the imagination.
 20
Just something sought but never obtained.
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And the ideals of our women are shrouded in vanity
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Forever lost and wasted on the true beauty
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That lies within.
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22 Jul 08

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i love l17-20
 — nisetru

unlike my poetry, but very true and powerful
love l. 13
 — dustybottoms

fanatastic!stunning!too true!thank you for delivering the truth in such a powerful way!
 — Tamar

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