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Reflection |
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ranidae_poet Member
since 2003-11-05
Posts 66Texas,USA 
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Staring into the mirror of what has been my broken life Piece by piece I pluck them from the floor so I can see.. The First piece that will enable me to be a loving wife One clear piece of the mother I wish to be Three splintered pieces which make up my core One cracked piece of my past I do NOT wish to see One jagged piece for all the pain I ve caused I would have done this sooner but it seemed such the chore For so long I' ve wanted these pieces to come together For so long I' ve longed to be whole For so long I' ve held up in less than fair weather For so long I' ve been looking for this missing piece to my soul It is and has always been right here inside me There are only three beings worth of respect; the priest, the solider and the poet; To know, To Kill and to create. |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
For so long I' ve been looking for this missing piece to my soul and we search for what seems to be an eternity to find that it is within us all the time. Very well done. Welcome to Passions, I am looking forward to reading more of your work. |
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Susan Caldwell Member Rara Avis
since 2002-12-27
Posts 8348Florida |
Enjoyed.. "if you won't let me fall for you |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
It is and has always been right here inside me Yup, yup yup and always will be, smile and hugles |
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