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After a few requests regards my poems -and I use the term loosely :) -, here is a little something I wrote back in September. I write to express myself, so at the time of writing emotions are usually fairly raw and I can't share until those emotions are dealt with...enjoy.

kissing a memory,
too old to remember,
pain still so fresh, but
I will not surrender
who built the walls,
was it me, was it you?
too great to bring down,
if only you knew
my silence betrays,
just how lost I feel,
need to find me again,
need to be real
the taste of tomorrow,
so inviting and sweet,
with yesterday gone,
the worlds at my feet
what will I do with it?
can't let myself down
maybe the numbness
will finally drown
but hope springs eternal
I can still see the sun
if only it shone
then i'd be done

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