I Am

May 25, 2008
I am a desirer; who desires freedom, not to be free
I am a breeze; whispering soft, complaining words.
I am a rose’s sharp thorn; I’ve hurt others soul.
I am a whisper; compressing my feelings.
I am a reflection; trembling thoughts of one.
I am a wonderer; trying to dwell deep within the soul.
I am dim; among all the light.
I am the odd black leaf, but there is white in me which people don’t seem to see.
Even after knowing all this, I still haven’t discovered what and who am I?

Unbreakable teamate sent right down from heaven.

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