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    one life

    I Waited like  a Storm
    Justified all the feelings inside of me.

    since i cannot talk with the angels,
    I wear a cross of gold around my neck.

    no one really loves too much,
    I remember a time, reaching out for human touch.

    I had hope, faith, integrity, love and truth....
    I received crimes of treason and betrayal.

    Love is a hurtful place,
    Shy away from human affection.

    Want real love to believe?
    void all distrust and hurt inside.

    I went to the mountains,
    I went to the sea,
    i bathed in the rivers,
    slept in the snow, Hoping to see.

    All that you need is right before your eyes.
    I love you with every breath i take.
    I really do.
    I really love you.

    (Nov. 19th 2007)
    posted 2009- for those loved, forever.
    George r. Pollog 27 Th may 2009

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

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