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  • Confusion

    How

    How did it go that far
    To the point where I couldn't turn back
    Where no one could help me
    To the point where I didn't know what else to do
    except do it again
    But it doesn't help anymore and the scars
    Well they act only as reminders
    Reminders of past mistakes
    The pain I was in and the pain
    That eased my problems
    Reminders of the person I used to be
    And the person I have become
    And the stench of alcohol on my breath
    Well it acts only as a new reminder........

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    GingerBenjamin commented on How

    03-27-2009

    very beautiful and intense

    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

    John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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