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Tuesday, January 20, 2004
Poem #2
this is one of the many poems i wrote on the many ocasions that me and my mother got into an argument
My Passion
The things that keep me going on,
When life feels like a saddening song,
Keep my mind from going astray
When life is not a bright and sunny day.
My life is anything but bright,
But my passion brings me the light
I need to conquer all my fears;
To prevent me from bursting into tears.
If I did not have my passion by my side,
My life would be an eternal ride
Full of nightmares raging day and night
That keep me in a state of fright.
Fright so terrible i start to weep,
Wishing that I just go into an eternal sleep.
But my passion comes to save the day,
Leading me from my crippling pain.
My passion is the only thing
That keeps from waiting in the wings.
Waiting for fate to call my number,
Plunging me into eternal slumber.
My passion, my passion, my passion.
Once again, i hope i can help someone who relates to this poem
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