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I wear them (they wear me)... ~
The clothes (my scars) life has covered me in... ~
I suppose (I pretend)- they give my life meaning...~
I believe (I pray)- they will be worth the pain they inflicted...
©1997--kmg
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Poetry is what gets lost in translation.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
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Solitude | 0 | 11/15/2008 |
To a Leaf | 0 | 11/09/2008 |
Presence | 0 | 11/09/2008 |
Up | 1 | 11/09/2008 |
The House on the Hill | 0 | 11/09/2008 |
Repression | 0 | 11/09/2008 |
them | 1 | 11/09/2008 |
The Other Side | 0 | 11/09/2008 |
Marked | 0 | 11/09/2008 |
Power | 0 | 11/09/2008 |
Rain Thoughts | 1 | 11/09/2008 |
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