I never wanted to tell you..
So I won't..
But, here's my version of it if it pleases you so..
I was born..
I had lived..
and surely some day I shall die..
What remains..
is just shadows cast from my heart..
Of angst ridden dichotomy..
of trying to reach a balance in my Life..
I hope I have achieved it..
My memories, I have no more of them..
They're in your care now my love--
I hope some day we'll be united again..
In some distant, as yet, unseen paradise..
That can only be seen with the eyes of child..
That we all have to live this life, often in chains..
Usually, of our own design..
What's interesting to me..
is that, we all have the key..
But, for lack of a better word..
We're too afraid to use it..
~~the end
By Rick Weber
June 19, 2013
copywritten
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