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What Shall I Say
I hear the call of friends but I am slow to harken, What shall I say what would you want to hear? I will not write of Erotic images, I will not spew phony flowery words. I will only write the truth, what is in my soul. I have written of the Love that we all should have for one another, I have written to bring a smile, I have written of loss, pain and struggle. Do you think me too sagely, an oracle, a seer, a paradox, a riddle? I am an enigma, a vision you cannot see, a word you do not understand, a sad song too hard to sing, a thorn that pricks at you, a dream that is never understood. This life is about caring, giving, learning, sharing. I am the one that will not be loved, a nuance, a shadow, a whisper, a tear shed, one forgotten, a bitter taste. What shall I say, can I ease the pain, take away the troubles, brighten lives? Nay I cannot, If I could this world would be a haven of love, bliss, harmony, a paradise, a comfort, a healing, a revelation. What shall I say? My time here grows short and my heart is sad and broken, I have no inspiration to write anymore. The words that come out are too hard to write, too hard to read, a vexation of spirit, a sound that is disturbing. This may be the last verse that I ever write my soul is in despair, I have lost the desire to ponder on the things of this world. The thing that you should know is that I love everyone of you. What else can I say?
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