Tuesday, February 16, 2010

All Of Mine

I tell my heart
I tell my feelings
I tell my situation
I tell my hope
I give my self the symbol
I give my blood spots
I give my soul solid
I give a sketch of my life
I give all
I gave everything
I gave a perfect
I give the love
I give a concious
I give a low
I give the real
I give willingly
I left my hungry
I left my thirst
I kept my grief
I save dissapoinment
But you know something else in my body
Leave me a little high
To seed new private
That will grow as the baby is still inside the mother's abdomen

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