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30 September, 2014

Vulnerability

Vulnerability hurts more
than blunt indifference
thrust uncaringly
into my penetrable heart -

For in the unguarded
moment - my heart - exposed
to beat faithfully, for you
unfailing always

Seems that it might
bleed out while
waiting - agonizingly for you
to notice this wound

Wound round around this
living we call life -
Defenselessness
They say is strength

To be susceptible
to love and be loved
In return, but all
I feel is numbing, excruciating pain.

© Eleanor Clark
30 September, 2014

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