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Just Me |
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Rosebud1229 Senior Member
since 2000-04-05
Posts 1813North Carolina |
There's no one else like me. Through all my life there's been no other. Just me and no other compares to just me. I've lived and pondered lifes daily schedules. So precise, so neatly packed in the folders. One thing I can say though is I am just me. I am unique in my perspective. I am different than you though we have so much in common. One thing I can say though is I am just me. Though so ordinary some would say. I am more than you can ever know. Thoughts galore running through my mind. Everyday I have a new creation. Every way leads to another. I am just me you see me don't you. My ideas come so smoothly to me. Yet flow with such a force. Can't you feel the words collide into one another. The door opens with such a gush. The windows let in the birds chirping upon the window seal. After all is said and done, as I wake up in the morn. I can say that surely I can know another new adventure in this day. Maybe there maybe some loop holes. Maybe there maybe some stars, This one thing I do know, Is I am just me, So I'll just have to take it all in and let it make me more of the artist that I want to be. Just me. |
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Temptress
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-06-15
Posts 7136Mobile, AL |
I can relate.  Dontcha hate it when people try changing you into anyone else but who you are? Nice work here. Nothing can deter a poet, for he is actuated by pure love. Who can predict his comings and goings? "Thoreau" |
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Rosebud1229 Senior Member
since 2000-04-05
Posts 1813North Carolina |
Thanks temptress, I appreciate your response. Glad to see i'm not alone in my whirlwind OF WORD that seem to be blowing through my mind. |
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