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Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by bubblebear, Jun 21, 2016.

  1. bubblebear

    bubblebear Princess

    Recently, lately,
    I'm finding myself thinking
    of other possibilities,
    like just an inkling

    They haunt my thoughts,
    They capture my heart
    Could this ever,
    be a start?

    Sometimes in grief
    in pain
    and suffering.
    I start to stray -
    in my thoughts
    each day

    What is real
    what is not.
    Now that is something
    I really forgot.

    They consume my mind
    in heart,
    in kind.
    But at least they don't
    kill me inside.

    Who can tell,
    who will know
    will you and me
    ever grow.

    No one knows,
    no one can see,
    all I can do

    is work on me.
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