My Everything

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    My Everything
    My island, my refuge.
    My shelter in this storm called life.
    my thoughts crash in the deep hole in my mind.
    I sit here naked.
    Im broken,battered,busted,and brused.
    I wander threw the empty streets.
    People hide in there homes.
    I seek you out to find my place.
    You are my harbor.
    My day.
    My night.
    My life.
    My love.
    My night.
    My island.
    My refuge.
    You are my everything.

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    litldeer commented on My Everything

    11-08-2008

    This is a very good poem. I really like it
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    If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

    Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

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