A Growing Inside
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In my life I have created fantasy
From reality and more.
I have driven thousands of miles
For nothing but a whore.
I dreampt of a time
When I’d fine my reality.
Far from fiction;
Full of sentimentality.
Perhaps that time has entered
Leaving hope stacked on the wall.
Is this my own creation of happiness
Or have I just let the blocks fall?
Be it as it may;
I have found true bliss.
I have found someone open;
Someone I truly miss.
A growing inside
Is a sign of something more.
Time is knocking to enter,
Now I must open the door.
©2002, Joe Jenkins.
All Rights Reserved.
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