Stolen Voices
I’m all alone, there’s no one here but me.
My problems have all but gone,
And I’m the only one.
No one to hear my screams of pain.
No one to hear me cry.
The devil has many stolen voices,
And now he has mine.
If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.
Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.
Murles29’s Poems (6)
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| This Ledge... | 0 | 02/01/2011 |
| Stolen Voices | 0 | 02/01/2011 |
| Sidewalk of Life | 0 | 02/01/2011 |
| He Walks Alone | 0 | 01/31/2011 |
| Forget Me not | 1 | 01/29/2011 |
| I Am The Sun... | 3 | 01/28/2011 |
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