The Real MeA Poem by Kurt Stroebel
My body is just a shell holding the real me inside The real me longs for and lives for only one Though my body may appear to have not yet died Inside me you will find that my life is done. © 2008 Kurt Stroebel |
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Kurt StroebelSalem, ORAboutHave you ever wanted something so much that you can feel the desire right down to the marrow in your bones? Have you ever felt something was so right that nothing could shake it's foundation? And th.. more..Writing
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