I cannot be more than what I am made of,
but I refuse to be less than I am.
The strenghth of my weakeness
is the courage on which I stand.
Think not ill of me
when in sarcasm I retort,
I have a devil larger than most
feeding on my mind when it's lost.
When it devours, the cost is vast.
But I always survive,
I have in the past.
It is the lasting compassion of friends
that pull me out;
like a 'camel through the eye of a needle
A contest entry
- 50 songs for all you music lovers by miss-princess.
400 points, ended October 16, 2008, 10 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Great write good luck in the contest
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miss princess, a fun write full of personal truth. Thanks for making room for me
Joe
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I like the tenacious tone of this piece...as we say in N.O. "Yeah you right darlin'!"
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ey cha, merci bou coupe
Joe
how you been
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wonderful filled with your heart
friends we can never have to many
Roses to you
Teresa
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Well Teresa, a person really can have too many friends. Itakes a lot of memory and patience wen they all show up at once, lol
Joe
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Your courage is admirable Joe and I can't ever imagine you retorting with sarcasm!
Much love
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jacks, there has been and will be again my sarcasm has more than singed feathers---but never, ever yours!!!!.
I'm not courageous, just hard headed and determined.
Joe
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You could never ruffle mine Joe as I would always understand any downtimes...
And hard headed and determined IS courageous! Or so I'm told lol.. I'm the same! lol
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