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Poem by: Juli Monat

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No time to ask why.

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Submitted: August 24, 2013

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Submitted: August 24, 2013

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It was when I wasn't, when I birth

Without being born

No torn, only It, some blessed thorn

One, It, if not me...Be It

Empty, as my heartof me, beside you

Did I hear, the call?

Or the call, didn't hear me...Must It

The cry had no sound,

Screaming, was to bound

Allow me, allow me,

To be It...I am the flower,

It, no butterfly.

By: Juli Monat

Copyright (c) 2013


© Copyright 2016 Juli Monat. All rights reserved.

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Status: Finished

Genre: True Confessions

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