02-26-09

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    02-26-09
    I sit and wonder of things to come From things in the future and what I've done Mistakes I've made people hurt There are so many think I'm a jerk Tell myself I can change Not to late to rearrange The person that I want to be The person down inside of me He's tries so hard to poke his head out But something inside me pulls him back down Mental scars I try to hide Won't let me decide To trust someone and really love This is what I convince myself of She will come We'll be one

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    If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

    Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

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