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This is a section where I post poems sent to me by people who have found my site and wish to display their own works. I hope you enjoy them as much as I do!
This poem is by cm
Voice
I have found my voice.
Not given a proper burial
It has returned to haunt me.
I close my eyes
Shatter all my mirrors
Bad luck squared
But on cold mornings
I see it
My voice
Lilts from lips
Blue with denial
Copyright 1998, ELM Publishing
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