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Danaya Thomas Poem
If the end was the beginning and the beginning the end, would you go back in time and
would you do it again?
Would it make any difference to go counter clockwise, because one you're going backwards
and forward you're just repeating
So is it safe to say that life is just a game? Like a chess piece moved by the day to day.
We learn from our mistakes but we continue to make them, we are taught all the rules and
proceed to break them
So am I moving forward or backwards is all I have to say, because we live counter
clockwise each and everyday.
Copyright © Danaya Thomas | Year Posted 2009
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Danaya Thomas Poem
If I wasn't me, then who would I be? Where would I go and what would I see? If I don't
know who I am then who are you and who is she? Sad case to lose your own identity.
When I am down and out with these looks of doubt I seem to question my inner
whereabouts. What happened to her and where is she? This cant be me, must be case of lost
identity.
So I look afar as far as I can see and I see me constantly running.
What are you scared of? Whats the problem? You cant keep running, just try and solve them.
So who am I, who are you and who is she? I'm no longer blinded, I am my own key.
Copyright © Danaya Thomas | Year Posted 2009
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