Confused

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    Confused
    I can't seem to find myself any more.
    Boy, what have you done to me.
    Look at the time, look at the day.
    Is it enough for you.
    Do you need my enegry to go on.
    Is my beauty strong enough for your taste.
    How real is your heart.
    How good is your love.
    At times i find myself going crazy.
    Can you keep me satisfy.
    Can you handle my freakyness.

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    The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

    Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

    Sairah85’s Poems (18)

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    To my dear 0 09/05/2009
    Thinking 0 09/05/2009
    When 1 09/05/2009
    Tired 0 09/05/2009
    Wishing up on a star 0 09/05/2009
    Perfect 0 09/05/2009
    An Angel 0 09/05/2009
    You 1 09/05/2009
    Thinking of you 0 06/20/2009
    Hold my hand 0 06/20/2009
    Desire 0 06/20/2009
    China 0 06/20/2009
    Miss 2 06/13/2009
    New 0 06/13/2009
    Confused 0 03/03/2009
    How 0 03/03/2009
    Dream 0 03/03/2009
    Depressed 1 03/03/2009
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