JerryPat2
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since 2011-02-06
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2012-10-29
07:28 AM
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Fear attaches itself onto your Id, It simmers there and you think you are safe. But fear knows its place and it will stay hid, Biding time until the clock strikes your fate, That's when the bad finds its way to your plate.
You fight the fear which causes you to scream, Learning to live with it, bottle it up. Never let it filter into your dreams, You must fight fear with grit and no mercy, Always look onward, and you can be free.
©October 7, 2012 / Jerry Pat Bolton
~*~ If they give you lined paper, write sideways. ~*~
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r v wooo
Senior Member
since 2007-08-07
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2012-10-29
12:40 PM
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A powerful poem, Jerry, a powerful poem, indeed...and freedom is just another word when there is nothing left to lose...my greatest fear...the loss of freedom!
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JerryPat2
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South Louisiana
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2012-10-29
12:43 PM
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And that is mine to, r v, and we are in the process of that precious loss. Thank you for stopping by and taking a look at my poem, it is appreciated.~*~ If they give you lined paper, write sideways. ~*~
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