Torn down the middle
Ripped apart
Sliced like an apple
Through his heart
Doesn’t know which
Way to turn
All he knows is
His heart yearns
Pulled this way
And that
Stuck in the middle
Feeling trapped
No way out
For him it seems
Torn by his
Very real dreams
Posted in: Poetry
Caliburnus Rises 
Posted on Sep 15, 2012
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