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'Till The Ides Of March

Updated on May 7, 2017
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Juliet Austin- Is an aspiring Writer she enjoys writing poetry, her favorite poet's are William Wordsworth, Claude McKay, and Maya Angelou.

'Tis, not that tears have never trickled, nor formed itself against soft cheeks

Strength does not itself come from the holding in nor stifling of

'Tis that they have trickled and blurred countless times and now deplete

I'll do no more, and cry even less


The vessel that beneath cloaks of black

beats no more for that which in its inconsequential state

has caused lies to perpetuate


It, the thing beneath

sees not the goodness that once blinded

but the jealousy, hatred, and disregard for truth and human kindness

It beat's no more for things hoped, and as it festers, and dries so too do the tears.

I shall no more cry for indeed 'tis a pointless emotion


A very real and personal loss led me to write this. Still Today I'm affected but I can face the memory without tears.


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