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Mud Grips
This road has been used before
Many times by many others
Left broken and muddied
The rain poured down, removing
Cleansing my stained soul
From the shameful soil
Stranded, no longer wet
Dried out and used up
The terrain, now rutted and cratered
Treacherous passes
Since the dust cleared
I will not be deserted again
Mud grips now guard my heart
Many times by many others
Left broken and muddied
The rain poured down, removing
Cleansing my stained soul
From the shameful soil
Stranded, no longer wet
Dried out and used up
The terrain, now rutted and cratered
Treacherous passes
Since the dust cleared
I will not be deserted again
Mud grips now guard my heart
Published 5th Nov 2013
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8th Nov 2013 6:04am
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27th Apr 2014 5:31am
So beautiful, perfectly expressive and romantic. There is love, there's always a way for love to find its way into your life. Don't give up. And keep writing your poetry.
