the way i am

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    the way i am

     I cant write any more and i wont write ,did you ever asked your self how i feel.
    did i  become prisoner on lonely island .that have no  one around.
    am i  like wind  in desert that have nor tree or grass to play with .
    that is just flying thrum warm sand
    There is light in me in middle of night.
    Silence. i am looking at moon out side how is  wiping  hes tears and i asked  way?
    He told me he is in love with sun  and nor the day on night they gonna be apart forever.
    I am not gonna write any more i am done .i am going in this little house and i am gonna sit in corner.
    its silence again ,your dark hair is playing melody for my heart .
    i don't wanna think about you not for one second i am closing my eyes.
    beware of my love once for all .
    There is secret i wont  tell ,ask my heart and he will.I love you.
    your smile on picture its all i  have and those three thousand miles distance why?
    why don't you let me sleep you bother me in dreams ,
    i cant do this any more ,stop. This is illness for my soul .

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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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