
This poem is about reinventing myself
Rated: Fiction K - English - Poetry/Spiritual - Words: 90 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 09-09-11 - Status: Complete - id: 2950794
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I have nothing left to give
and live for until God blesses
me with one more hour to
breathe and share this gift,
known as my talent with people.
Hollow, I follow his holiness to
somewhere only we know.
Somewhere only we know,
the color yellow outshines
everything black. This
neverending soul searching
journey of a lifetime requires
for me to reinvent myself over
and over again. I am empty,
but I am plenty of serenity in
the city of angels where the
power of love and unity reigns
forever.
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