buried

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    buried

    tossing and twirling
    all about
    lost in deception
    and seathing doubt
    can you hear me?
    seek me out
     
     
    ive become
    one of those I
    Hate!
    cant you help
    me?
    fore its too late?
     
    please dont run
    please dont hide
    if you continue
    i'll never survive!
     
     
     
    ive taken your soul
    ive taken your pride
    please dont hate me
    now i have died!
     



    Paula harmon

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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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