I AM PIECESA Poem by An owl on the moonFor anyone I have ever known…
I am pieces Bits of this splinters of that Colored memories And you are here Inside me A fragment of who I am Not quite me Without your piece So many thoughts Recollections Faces Pain Pleasure Glued together They make me They undo me They stir me Bits of tears First kiss graduations Falling Rising joy depression life Now please hand me that piece over there
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Added on June 30, 2010Last Updated on July 9, 2010 AuthorAn owl on the moonAbout"There are only four questions of value in life... What is sacred? Of what is the spirit made? What is worth living for.. and what is worth dying for? The answer to each is the same: O.. more.. |


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