This is the poem that grew out of the sketch “The Pacemaker”.
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This is the poem that grew out of the sketch “The Pacemaker”.
SunWinks! 
The bitterness is effectively expressed with powerful metaphors. Excellent poem.
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Dark but clear as day. Good one.
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Bitter and in your poem, such sadness, hurt, from you – so many emotions, I don’t know how you got through it. We do what we have to, some just “do”.
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When a kid, one doesn’t think of conversation as hurt but after years have passed and sound is still ringing in the ears, of words thought forgotten, it becomes clear that our hearts were broken by those weapons so well used by people with whom we trusted our very being….bitterness becomes a wall of protection and even that is something we must deal with in our own way…you made me feel the anger once again, against my own childhood demons,…it must take more than a lifetime to finally be done with it…
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