Friday, November 22, 2013

Life it gives me*


Life it gives me*

Where did I come from, where do I go
Something that has been here before seems to only know
Eyes that are reversed no longer to look but see
Yes what is within now lets me see who is me
For all the long I wondered what really made me live
It was something that made me from its heart, as this life to me it gives

Dom*Colucci © 2013

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