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The night wake me up cold as ice
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I will be the space either dark or light i can endure it...hate me or love me well i dont care as long there is feeling to me, mean i am alive hahahahaha_Soul
one can not escape the past or hide ones feelings compartmentally. the stranger you pass is yourself in the mirror. nicely done
Hate and love are powerful emotions... Yet love for me is always the winner... I love your poem... Great work...