This Life

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    This Life
    Make it go away
    This fear
    This uncertainty
    Make it go away
    This pain
    This anger
    Make it go away
    Somebody please
    Help me
    Save me
    Just make it all go away
    Yet without fear
    I will not find courage
    Without uncertainty
    I will never know the truth
    Without pain
    I will never truly love
    Without anger
    I will never take a stand
    And without this life
    I will never know
    Will I?


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    Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

    Isaboe’s Poems (14)

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