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Feb 2012
I know what is going to happen.
I can feel it guiding me.
But as soon as a word is uttered,
I fall off course and
my intuition shattered.

What can I do to focus my energy?
What can I do to focus my strength?
How do I keep these stray thoughts from roamin' free?

People make patterns, patterns make people.
I know this because of patterns. Patterns.

When people give me love,
I think that is all I need,
But I should see the pattern
and know that love isn't always free.

I have paid off my dues
and now my love is free.
Why is it then, that this isn't
the love I need.
Colleen Otero
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Colleen Otero
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