(10-16-02)
My life so far
Has been defined
By those I've loved.
Everyone I've left
Behind
Has made a mark on
Me.
Some have cut and
Scarred my heart
And others.......
I have cut my flesh
For them.
I think I'm near
This journey's
End.
I grow long in the tooth,
Short of breath,
Tired to my bones.
I find myself wishing for
What I've run from
All my life,
Going home,
Going home.
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