Sober souls Writings a way to kill as well as heal. Perhaps, the only elixir of life still in the hands of man.
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A personal collection of poems written extemporaneously. Always on my mind,. She paces herself well,. For she races against time,. She can run a marathon,. One could call it life,. She lives each breath,. As she runs swiftly,. One step at a time,. She runs with passion,. A rhythm in each stride,. Her heartbeats are the music,. To watch her feet dance,. Like a cheetah in pursuit,. A predator on the hunt,. She runs like the wind,.
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I know you feel like missing a part. No matter how much you try to hide. You have built walls around. But you also want to be found. It is tearing me apart. When all you did was to be kind. But then they would left you behind. Someone is also looking out for you.
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Live Life Before Life Leaves You. Thank you for leaving me. Thankyou for setting youself free from the imprisonment of the love of our friendship. Because I know what it feels like. I know what it feels like to be caged in your love. And knowing you as a person, I know you would never be able to live caged. And every morning I try to be like you. I try to be free and fly, but in vain.