Not Always....A Poem by AI'm not always.. going to be able too.. Push my hair in front of my face.. as my shield Cover my eyes with my hands.. blocking them out Turn my Face... Try to Stop... Shaking.. Trying to take control.. Of me.. Of my life... What if I'm not able to write... To grab my pen... hand shaking.. and write... my feelings Placing my soul.. my heart... myself.. onto that paper.. What if I'm not able to tell... To share my thoughts.. my dreams... With anyone? What if this is the end... The last page in my book.. The end of the road... The tip of the tree... What if what I thought was Always... Has Never been? © 2009 A
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Added on February 26, 2009AuthorALondon, England, United KingdomAboutMaude: Well, if some people get upset because they feel they have a hold on some things, I'm merely acting as a gentle reminder: here today, gone tomorrow, so don't get attached to things. Dream as.. more..Writing
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