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Jan 30, 2008 22:04

i need shelter
from the wind
from your breath
against my back
somewhere to hide
where nothing
penetrates inside

i have worn my scars
with pride
i have walked with both
cheeks turned toward pain
but now i need something
to break the cycle
something to smear me
into a wall to
make me a tree
a rock a flower

help my tormented soul
help free me
from

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modestmousexx February 1 2008, 22:35:48 UTC
great poem but in all truths only you can help yourself

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