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The wounds are healing,
my strength is coming back
the sun is not hurting my face anymore.
I can finally open my eyes,
life is so short but
I didn't know.
No one told me,
but i figured it out.
I went out and breath the fresh air of the morning and
my dead heart came to life,
I felt it and I laughed hard.
People look at me and turn away but
I continue laughing because
I know I turned my back
and I'm going where
I'm alive.
was I dead?
Perhaps, for the fact that
I didn't enjoy my minutes,
I let the dark take me
now it is time
to turn my back and go.

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Rasika said...
Dec. 9, 2012 at 9:39 am
I just love this poem...keep up the great work...
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