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Gone
Tomorrow I will.
But when tomorrow comes
yesterday's dreams
are gone.
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Lizzie..
I remember
once
knowing a girl
named Lizzie.
But she is gone.
Into the meadow
to chase a butterfly
to follow the sun
to be free.
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..A journey never-ending
In a meadow, Chasing butterflies, Being free
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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