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ME, MYSELF, AND I to the search of ones self, and I hope you like what you find. I am the eternal darkness, Evil and full of spite, I have traveled far to his domain, To meet this one called light, When its me that I see, Or is it he, who is me, Then I realize, its not us, For we are one, Two separate halves, Of a single persona, In conflict, Like the night, And the sun. By mysteryed Author's Comments: "most of my poems come from life, my life, each is a part of me that gives me a new understanding of myself, I am now at peace with who I am." |
Interesting, sort of intellectual( did I spell that right?). If it were me, I would have made it more colorful, given it some riddle like twists to boggle the mind, but it was nicely done. It got a little confusing with the ' me that I see, or is it he, who is me' stuff, and I might try to untangle that a little if I were you ( or if you were me, and he were she , and I was me that was you, and you were you that was me, and on, and on...).| Posted on 2005-09-21 00:00:00 | by Jeniffer | [ Reply to This ] | |