Becoming me

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    Becoming me
    Tear the flesh
    Strip it to the bone
    take your dreams of me
    They're not my own...

    Medicated myself to become more like me
    seperated myself from that mask
    someone i could not be
    hang it on your wall
    a memory by the door...

    Clean cut
    razors edge
    needle prick
    pills to swallow...

    A roller coaster ride with all the up's & down's

    laughter
    confusion
    darkness...

    Impatiently i wait
    every constant change
    recorded in the mirror
    As i am closer to becoming Me.

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    shelly53 commented on Becoming me

    10-19-2009

    very stirring to the heart good work and much success to you
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    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

    John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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