When I'm Hurt

When I’m hurt

my heart grows cold

and my awareness

becomes numb

to the cruel,

passive aggressive

shift of reactions –

I could break a heart,

destroy confidence,

shoot icicles of words

without recognition

or concern

-POE(MS)

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