thought you done with me?
none of us are done with anyone
when will you learn
death is not the end?
when will you realize
you've far to go
to awaken from a sleep of
many lifetime's duration?
you are still stuck me
as I am with you
we're not finished
there's too much left
for which to atone
and we will face it all with new skins
and new identities
I am someone and something else now
and so are you whether or not
you know it
and again we repeat the patterns
we make finally break
with a fresh step....
Content (c) 2008-2014 Philip Milito. All rights reserved.
Saturday, December 13, 2014
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