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I Am Me . . .

I am woman made of steel My thoughts so intimate my feelings so strong my complexities so complex my pain so intense I feel my world crash yet I know it is a must I hear my words falter yet I know they must not. I feel the tears stream yet I cannot hold them back I try to reason yet to no avail. Help me out please, yet who do I call I remember my innocence my pride and my love, where has it all gone, I plead in this my time of need?

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Brian Strand

Date: 9/2/2008 7:48:00 AM

The best poetry comes when we tell it as it Fathima.Like the presentation which so compliments the content.Rgds Brian & thanks for your welcome comments

Angelia Dawson

Date: 8/25/2008 6:20:00 AM

i am so sorry you are in pain but this was a very wonderful write that reflectes on ones self tis is going in my favorites God bless

Vince Suzadail Jr.

Date: 8/22/2008 6:27:00 AM

A calling out. Innocence is often destroyed emotionally but always stays within the person. Pride and love go hand in hand. We often search for things that are right in front of us. Good write. Have a wonderful day, Fathima. Vince

Sharon Winter

Date: 8/21/2008 6:52:00 AM

Deeply emotional. I am sorry for whatever you are going through. Except for innocence, which is sadly short lived, you still exude strength and pride through your words. The complexities are part of what make you so beautiful and who you are. It is difficult to read you in such pain. My heart goes out to you. Good luck. Love, Shar