My Thoughts About Myself

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    My Thoughts About Myself
    My heart is cold and feels no more.
    The pain I feel I've mostly bore.
    In others eyes I see the sores.
    My love for you is truely yours.
    I've condemned my life with pain and gore.
    The blood I've shed, the blood I've poured.
    The life I live, I live for yours.
    In all reality, I live no more.

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    origionalmerlin commented on My Thoughts About Myself

    04-06-2009

    read more write more. be kind to yourself, and build better thinking about you for you... good start here
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    Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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