I'm so ready to let the past go
Let my future breathe
Give in and allow it to take over
Seeping into my present
And circulating freshness
throughout stale containments
Inside my wholeness is myth
Pieces missing from a puzzle
Trying to squeeze the wrong shapes
into relationships that won't fit

05/30/2005

Posted on 07/08/2005
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