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Wednesday, April 17, 2013

A voice to my choice

Inner thoughts buried deep,
Subconscious makes me weep,
Yearning I have for a thing,
But, wonder what destiny will bring.

People around shut me off,
At my thoughts repeatedly scoff,
For others, I seem to be living,
Being human and forgiving.

A need thriving within,
Driving my thoughts herein,
All consuming it is now,
Though I try hard to disavow.

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