Walk with me

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    Walk with me

     I lingered too long
    for somebody to come along.
    Now i don't have the time,
    I've somehow passed my prime.

    I sit here thinking,
    that sense of sinking.
    I want to start over,
    hope to make me stronger.

    Faults i have learnt,
    from true love that burnt.
    But i always forgived,
    and never really lived.

    One day I will feel,
    my heart will reveal;
    life is a journey I create,
    and if it means with you, I'd wait.

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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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