In the recesses of my mind where all thoughts abide
I have a sacred place to conquer and divide
I wonder where I’ve gone, I wonder who I am
How could I lose myself when the water broke the dam?
I miss the innocence -The smile that comes with ease
In it’s stead I see a face that tries so hard to please
It’s not an easy game, it tears down to your soul
The pain is all consuming, much as the billows roll
I want to see the light; I long to be set free
So Jesus shed my eyes of the thin veiled glaze I see
So I may see the light and finally be me
written by D.M.I.
I find this poem interesting.
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how so?
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You state things you want to, things that happen and even with the pain people have and how hard it is to be yourself you came to the logical conclusion to be you
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