Thursday, June 26, 2014

Work In Progress

I write things down
To keep thoughts 
From recycling in my head 
Over and over and over again.
It may not rhyme, 
Or make much sense 
It may seem trite, 
But it's all mine.
My inner voice, sometimes nice
At times sad, even angry 
Naughty, vile and bad.
Sincere thoughts and feelings    
Raw emotion from a old soul.
A dreamer, enjoying the ride 
Taking it all in, living.
Doing the best to make sense 
Attain a meaningful purpose 
Still a work in progress.

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