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Holding on to images
pretending I can go on
daily
pretending.
Like holding on to
safety
I do not own,
to security only
a warm chest can hold,
praying itíll
perfect my
hallucinations into a
destiny revealed.
My desires precede
my passion to heal.
Commemorating nostalgia,
a rising sun,
a new day has proven
itís power to sustain
itís routine.
Broken silence
reveals itsí right to scream
mercilessly it scratches,
unwinds, twists, pains,
never subsiding.
I stand alone in
the naked desert,
ready to breathe in
the air, to heal with
the sun, to soak my
feet in their fateful
place. I live
Anew.

Dec.2, 2005


------
"Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding" Khalil Gibran, The Prophet




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The following comments are for "Healing Wounds"
by Serendipity

Wounds
Serenendipity;
Enjoyed the read, this poem has a lot of emotional in it.


Blessings,
{{{Jeannie}}}

( Posted by: JEANNIE45 [Member] On: December 6, 2005 )

WOW
Amazing is all I can say good job Peace

( Posted by: twistymisty [Member] On: December 6, 2005 )





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