by Imogen Rayne

Created on: August 14, 2008

Life is like a flower growing wild,
Dancing in the rain like a child.

Emotions stir as the heart awakes,
Wondering if I have made a mistake?

The flower snaps in the summer breeze,
Like a horse with broken knees.

My soul is wounded beyond repair,
There is nothing to here, not even a flare.

The past has stolen my innocence away,
As a clumsy dancer, I continue to sway.

Stumbling through life without a light,
Holding on to what I feel is right.

Struggling to let my soul free,
I just want to be me!

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