CONVINCE YOURSELF
Do you remember that day you shushed me?
Silk finger on my lips stilling…
my pulse.
Clouds fell and you
caught them, dabbed
tears from my eyes, stole the
sun’s rays, stabbed them
through my heart.
Mercy killing, so was whispered…
still I,
I could not talk, not
with your fist down my
windpipe, sweet charm tearing
me apart.
I should have thanked you, admitted
you were never
to blame.
Still I,
I was the quiet one
and you,
you so insane.
Ā© Copyright 2013 Joseph A. Pinto. All Rights Reserved.
Joseph A. Pinto 
Great piece
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Bravo xx
*bows* Thank you Debra!
I love it…reminds me of someone.
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Beautiful… honestly. :}
Hi Nina! Thank you very much! :} I wrote this some time ago and interestingly enough, I didn’t think it would resonate with many. I’m quite happy you’re among the exception :}
Brilliant!
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You’re welcome!
Resonated deeply within! Loved…. Thank you for sharing!
No, thank you for reading!! š