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Written for Outlaw Poet's Weekly Poetry Contest! |
THE STORM WITHIN Emotions raging as I reach For the bottle that will bring A dullness to my senses As I hold my wedding ring. No longer a source of pride Or symbol of love so true, I place the ring in my glass Along with the memories of you. The wine drowns the ring As the storm within my soul Buries all emotions - Ah, yes, that is my goal! I lift the glass of wine In a silent toast to the pain Letting it all go, so that The storm will not come again. |