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The End?

Reflections of my life rain down
Upon the unsuspecting ground
I wonder why its passed me by
Left me wondering, crying, why

I know that I cant face the truth
Man I don't know, its me or you
Maybe I Don't know myself
Now I'm afraid ill burn, in hell.

Where is my mind is leading me?
Brought back misinterpreting thee
Won back serendipitously
With luck i may just live to see.

Myself reincarnated.
Born again, but more belated
For now i know, life is fated
Subdued, perfectly punctuated.

When I'm finished, done, erased
Ill remove myself from this space
And place, all you in my embrace.
Quietly, subtlety, slowly replaced.

From which there is no end
New life does begin
and when it does again
Ill be there, with my friends.

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  • Lowell Poe
    October 7, 2008

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    Really like it...
    sorta has a Jim Morrison feel...
    I would lose the... doth....
    throws off an otherwise good poem.

    PEACE ALWAYS,
    LOWELL POE


  • hotchocolate gold member
    October 2, 2008

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    This is a very good write that I enjoyed reading!

    I know that I cant face the truth
    Man I don't know, its me or you
    Maybe I Don't know myself
    Now I'm afraid ill burn, in hell.