Miscellaneous Transient Feelings

Posted: December 14, 2013 in Poems
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1)
Each moment it is killed,
waiting to be revived again
At times left with breaths,
some times completely dead.

2)
In my own womb,
wrapped in life nectar,
getting ready for yet another birth.

3)
Before the worldly chores begin,
there lies a time where I still am I.
I love that time, and
I love myself for being so.

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