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Change is Coming...

I'm fighting love and running scared, All my norms’ and boundaries dared. I want to hold, and care and embrace with a kiss, But right now it’s no Hit and more Miss. It’s been a long time and I'm finding my feet, I want to dance and sing, I'm loving the beat. Some say it’s easy and Some says it’s hard, And some says it’s as cliché as a Seasons Greetings Card. Some tell you go and Some tell you stop, And some egg you on like a Rider and Crop. I'm not sure and I feel a little lost, But practice makes perfect no matter the cost. I may still need some time to fully explore, All of the things and people I adore. But I'm opening my heart to patience and love, Hoping you’ll find it fits like a glove. It is quite conclusive that I'm ready to change, But that doesn't mean I don’t feel a bit Strange. He Was, Is and Always will Be, A bigger Part of the life of me. I will never forget the way that I felt, But it’s time to move forward with the cards I've been dealt.
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michael-kent-dobison
South African
Published
Mar 26, 2014
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