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Poetry

Each of my poems are their own entity, shaded in different hues and personalities. They are empathetic with many universal themes.

Shield

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by kirkpr19

by kirkpr19

No matter the weapons they wield,

I will always stand as your shield.

I will bear the mark of the sword,

as you keep on pushing forward.

Suffering through the pain,

trying not to complain.

Trying not to show you,

what I have to go through.

Will you ever know,

what I cannot show?

What I have to feel,

trying to conceal.

As they slash and tear,

I have to be there.

I have to be strong,

have been all along.