Thursday, October 13, 2011

My Life, My Soul*

My Life, My Soul*


Do I feel it?
It has no hold on me no longer
It is in my eyes
The trust within myself
No longer indeed is my outer being
I can touch my Soul
My Soul*


Dom*Colucci 2011

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