| Open Poetry #12 |
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I struggle |
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walker Member Elite
since 2001-02-11
Posts 2240Florida |
I struggle, with my own self, between right and wrong, that's where I stand. My mind wants to do right, but my body can't. What brings me to you, will surely suffice to send me to hell, within a matter of time. I have much to loose, and nothing to gain. This passion, within me I must condemn. To hold you once more, will tear me apart. To set you free, will liberate me. A quarter of a century must pass, for the writer to understand what and why he writes. |
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JLR Senior Member
since 2001-02-04
Posts 1785 |
...It doesn't sound like you've got nothing to gain. And the passion is palpable! Good piece! |
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mystic requiem Member
since 2001-01-26
Posts 144 |
Super insight to the inner turmoil we all go through. Wonderfully said!! *thanx* ![]() |
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