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Essence of me...

Contributed by brneyes7513 on Tuesday, 29th August 2006 @ 06:10:38 PM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems

In some other place, maybe in another time....I find myself wandering. Lost inside myself. Cemented to the life I am living and seeking some sort of definition. Not an interpretation to the titles I have been given but the significance of me. My adolescence aged prematurely and my youthful spirit waneing in haste. I look back through the window of time and see this young spirit teaming with life, full of ambition and desire. A brown eyed girl with the naivete to believe in a fairy tale. I sometimes question what has become of this girl and the emptiness that has replaced the abundance of life. Upon returning to my actuality I realize I am still dreaming of a perfect tale that does not exist. I desire to laugh, not because I feel I have to, but because I can't help it. I wish to smile, not because I am trying to conceal worry or grief, but just because I used to love my smile. I aspire to dream again, but with the belief that I can achieve that dream. I hunger for the fondess of life that once made me so free even with the obstacles I faced. I yearn for undefined love, not conditioned sentiments, but the GREATEST love. Not only to assert this kind of love but to be given it as well. A love that builds up but not tears down for there is no kind of love such as this. A love that makes me feel beautiful with no comparison to another. I am eager to set free this creativity which abides in me with no inhibtions to inspire profoundly if only one life. I crave true happiness. No more tears of failure or fear of modification-come what may! I need to believe that I am deserving of the vivacity I so desire. I want to be that brown eyed girl so teaming with life and an honest smile that lights up the room. No longer searching for some sort of definition but just satisfacftion with the essence of me.

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