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This is where I keep my poetry and song snip-its.

Wednesday, November 15, 2006

Our Song?

Looking for the key,
the little things.

Sentimental pressure points,
where the balance is tipped,
pivot point,
for a life together.

If we could find a way,
walk a mile,
in my shoes,
I walk the line,
got my own song,
others sang it for me,
before me,
but it was my song,
maybe.
Posted by Gildas at 1:52 PM
Labels: personal, poetry

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