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A plate of glass


hit a tender nerve as if you haven't heard what a disturbing word time is on our side by in time we all want to run away & hide from the notion of love springs from help from above tend to push things under the rug hearing voices with tender choices can't even cope with hope like having a fight with the soap on the rope yet I'm doing my thing in the evil swing nothing but a plate of glass right out on the patio the weaker you get inflates your ego a song in silence a hymn in private words expressed words unheard life is but a contest it's filled with tests I must confess some are left behind an eight ball from that of a know it all but you will know when your number is up now at a good angle the plate glimmers in the light never give up on the fight
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Mario Vitale has written well over 1,000 poems toward his platform in creative writing. His main ambition is to receive a poetry contract. He looks up to present poets John Ashbery & Major Jackson for their contribution to the arts. Vitale studied theatre at Central Connecticut State university in New Britain, Ct. Presently you will see Vitale's poems on the world wide web such sites as Wrterscafe, Neopoet, Starlitecafe, Poetrysoup & Allpoetry.com He appears in anthology's, magazine articles and editor choice award for poetry. Facebook has been an outlet for Mario Vitale in connecting to family & friends.

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