I am the one who wanted you.
I am the one who dreamt of you in secret.
I am the one who made sweet love in the hope that you would be the result.
I am the one who knew you first.
I am the one who announced you with delight.
I am the one who nourished you deep within my body.
I am the one who feels filled with strange.
I am the one who considers you, and finds you wanting.
I am the one who hides my shame behind false words.
I am the one whose heart you are breaking.
I am the one who will sentence you to death.
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Imagine that? It could have turned out that way. It was my choice.
Sunday, January 22, 2012
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1 afterthoughts:
I have thought about this...it was all a choice a knowing leap...and not once did I think anything else but perfection would come of it...and yet I got greatness that I had to learn to love and accept...nothing is natural about my journey...but its mine...smiles
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