Friend of my Soul
When I look upI see nothing
Point my eyes forward
Obstacles
Behind me
You.
I want to fly high
Hand in hand.
Above it all.
With you
Blue
Friend of my Soul
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Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.
T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.
xmas68’s Poems (12)
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Untitled | 0 | 06/13/2016 |
| Wed | 0 | 06/13/2016 |
| Friend of my Soul | 0 | 11/13/2009 |
| Home | 0 | 08/15/2009 |
| Abschied | 0 | 08/15/2009 |
| Mine | 0 | 07/21/2009 |
| random thought | 0 | 07/20/2009 |
| What We Do | 1 | 07/14/2009 |
| 2 of you | 1 | 07/04/2009 |
| 41009 | 1 | 07/04/2009 |
| What You Do | 0 | 06/25/2009 |
| 42209 | 1 | 04/30/2009 |
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