I’m finally closing the curtains
In the windows of my mind
Another bleeding heart
With wisdom left to impart
You will have to find
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
I’m finally closing the curtains
In the windows of my mind
Another bleeding heart
With wisdom left to impart
You will have to find
Ramblings Of A Fragile Mind 
What have we found? The same old fears…
I wish you were here
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very good poem: the opening two lines are stunning; in fact, in an alternative version, they could be the poem, the reader left to fill in the gaps 🙂
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Thank you my friend.
I had actually toyed with that very idea but went with the longer form in the end…👍🖤
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no more emotional peep show , good for you.
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…I’ve pulled myself together,
and drawn the blackout blind.❤
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😊
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“Oh no I’ve said too much
I haven’t said enough” 🙂
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Not for the first time Mr Stipe makes an excellent point 👍🖤
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