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Possessed
I can't even lose my life, it was
never mine, someone else lived
me and gave me up before my
time.
I came undone somewhere
between the ocean and the sky;
I learned what love is when August
came, and leaves fell in September.
I came undone somewhere between
my ocean and your sky.
Everywhere I look, I am shattered, dispossessed.
Everywhere I am, I am yours.
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wesley snow
Wed, 2011-09-21 17:31
This is just too sad.
I have always enjoyed your phraseology and this is no different. I do, however, wish I could read something by you that rhymed. Sorry, I'm dull that way. wesley
W. H. Snow
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