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  Feb 2015 Kelly Rose
SG Holter
I was one too.
Taking pleasure in pains of the
Past; addicted nearly, to the
Pity and attention
Of others.

Now I keep it locked away.
Private pearls of an adventure life,
Wounds long healed;
Faded scars. My smiles now deserved.
I wish the same contentment

To all those others, the
Happy unhappy. Who can only
Recognize themselves
In broken
Mirrors.
Love-making and *******
don't have to be mutually exclusive-
just like tame and eccentric,
or introverted and extroverted.
Level-headed and insane.
Wise and foolish.
Yin and yang, man.
Each has it's place
'pon this crazy ******* journey
we, in English, have come to call
"Life"
and sometimes
they overlap
in a funny way.

Balance is qi.
Couldn't think of a title.
Bask in it!
Kelly Rose Feb 2015
A gentle rains falls
mesmerizing
in sight and sound
Wistful thoughts
invade
She feels
the loss
of the love
she never had
2/9/2015
Sure,
I could say it-
lay it all out for you,
but that shouldn't be necessary.
I don't want that to be necessary.

Who would do such a thing?
Where is the fun in that-
unable or unwilling
to discover it
for yourself?
Talk is cheap while words are priceless.

Go figure.
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