b.. rich

Scary

it was always scary to me
to hear the thoughts i was having
and words i would have said
spoken before me
as if my mind was being read
amazing bliss
it was if i had found a missing piece
independent and on its own
a mirrored soul
just around the corner
apparently always just a few steps away

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Poem Submitted: Monday, October 15, 2007
Poem Edited: Saturday, April 16, 2011

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Phenomenal Woman



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