Breathing RedemptionA Poem by AekmyI've got to pull myself together. I feel like I’m falling apart. The seams of my heart are worn. I’m waiting for you to come help me, but you can only mend the torn. You say I’ve got to get on my feet, but I’m lazy with little motivation. Pick my up, throw me down. You’ll return me to the ground, from which I came. Let’s hope that fate won’t be late. It’s prudent I get this date; This time with you, God. I know you’re busy, but could you help me? © 2010 Aekmy |
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2 Reviews Added on April 2, 2010 Last Updated on April 2, 2010 AuthorAekmyThere is beauty is uniqueness. Embrace the strange or perish in the ordinary.About"Leaving the page of the book carelessly open, something unsaid, the phone off the hook and the love, whatever it was, an infection. - Anne Sexton" more..Writing
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