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Struggling With The Past Being Present
Searching always searching in Mind,
For answers to questions about what happened.
Why did this happen? How can We find the end?
We became what We are because of the past. Can I be mended?
Have I pushed myself enough? Have I pushed too hard?
The Mind is such a scary place now.
Past seems to rule My present as such.
We can only go as far as Mind will allow.
Do I keep tudging through the past?
Is there an answer I do not yet see?
There is so much loneliness and despair to infinetly last.
A lost little Girl inside struggles to show the...
Reason? Is there really?
©
ellymae
1999
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