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Wait for Me
I cry for help
but who hears?
A mockingbird
a crane?
Wait
I hear a train.
Take me away
far
to live in a jar
secure with lid
I'll screw on
tight.
Will you help
me fight
for my freedom
from me?
There's a bumblebee
wait for me!
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FEELINGS ABUSED
Like so many, I'm in search of myself.
A never-ending search, which is as it should be.
I wrote "Feelings Abused" in search of that truth. These poems mean a great deal to me. I opened my soul to write them.
And now I share them with you.
The fog I lived in for so long has lifted.
I forgave,
but I will never forget.
YOU ARE NOT ALONE