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Poetry By: shaddix
Poetry



me recovering from the past, looking at the preset, and looking forward to the future.


Submitted:Aug 7, 2009    Reads: 61    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


I think about that

old numb and remind

myself of why

I was there in the first place.

Now the pain has

taken its course and

I think there could

be a light at the

end of the tunnel

for me. Though I've

watched so many

crash and burn I keep

moving forward.

My one designed has

to be out there for

me to find. There

has to be my one chance

at light here on

the plain of the living.

If my other is

already gone may

they be watching

from beyond and

trying to guide

me until I am

called back to

that same home.





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