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Struggling more and more
sinking deeper and deeper
the quicksand called man

             Kelly McManus
it’s hard to tell
where it ends
and “I” begin.
If I laid next to her,
I know that I would want more.

'Cause, when I look at her,
all of her,
I get these feelings inside of me that are unique,
feelings within my deepest core that only she seems to kindle.

It's a fire,
a warmth,
that always seems to exist inside me, whenever she is in my presence whether it is mid summer or winter.

I fantasize of one day holding her tightly, greedily while I am awake at work or deep within my sleep.

I just want to know if what I am feeling is....

Is this love?
Sometimes people hurt you;
They don’t mean to,
They don’t intend to,
They just do.
And she turned chaos to magic.
She made her shattered pieces a beautiful art.
There was once a time when
The moon and the sun
Had fallen in love,
And now they can’t stand each other.
I'm just another
Voice mail..
Unanswered E-mail..
Unheard prayer ..
Whisper on a scream..
Outlaw..
Outcast..
Back burner bygone..
Stumbling block..
For those I was once loved by
And there for
I forgive them
And move forward
Towards a happy ending
I pray you do the same
After all
That's what good people do!
Traveler Tim
Enjoy life and harm no other
Simple Wiccan Creed!!
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