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revolutionary scar

 

 

see the trees across the feilds

scarelet yellows orange and tan

 

its that time again

to try to hide what it is that

i cannot understand

 

why wont years bury my dead

i tried to say it wont affect me

run run ahead

 

i keep my days so long inside

its inside

 

inside

 

where answers lie

keep turning from that

little boy lost long ago

along the way

 

i know not what ive just become

with missing so much inner

wealth

 

but heres to the two and their

seekings selves

 

footsteps leading

footsteps fleeing

 

just need something to

take me away

take away this ache

this hole

 

sometimes i look down

and i cant find my

shadow in the pain

of the day

 

and then i wake up

with a nightlong

full of unresolved

hour

 

god grant me the courage

im lost again

 

..O..

— orgami, Sep 25, 2007

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18 years 8 months ago

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The first read through I got something different. Then I read your comments and had to read through again. I was moved to tears. Deep breaths... T