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identity unknown
Contributed by
departedheart
on
Wednesday, 22nd July 2009 @ 06:19:47 AM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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no cover to be blown, no destination, no home, No right no wrong, no weak, no strong. No pain no pleasure no standards to measure, No possessions to treasure, no storms to weather. I am a man but I am lost. I could change, but at what cost. Would I lose my sharp edge, like the cold winter frost. Would I fall into the norm, go from a king to a pawn. From the darkest of nights to the softness of dawn Do I beg for forgiveness and pray to be reborn. grab the bull by the horns and completely transform Repair my body and soul, that have become so torn To the people who love me, Ive been so unfair, It kills me to see my troubles they wear. The tears in their eyes, their worries their cries Who am I to force this on their lives. Who am I to be the source of their pain Who am I Identity unknown
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2009-07-22 06:19:47] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: identity unknown
(User Rating: 1 ) by shelby on
Wednesday, 22nd July 2009 @ 11:43:31 AM AEST (User
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Welcome to YPDC.
An incredible well written verse here, one I feel many of us can and do relate to.
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