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Starting Again

January 5, 2011
BeTwEenDrEaMiNGaNdCoMiNGTrUE PLATINUM, Howell, Michigan
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Favorite Quote:
&ldquo;If I speak in the tongues of angels, but have not love, I&#039;m only a resounding noise , If I have the gift of knowledge, And if my faith moves mountains high, But have not love I am nothing&hellip; Though I know the One, Who holds the stars in the heavens, In the palm of His hand, If I give all I possess , To the poor and the helpless, I&#039;ll still gain nothing, Without love&hellip; Love&#039;s patient, True love is always kind, Love does not envy, Never brags, it&#039;s never proud, Slow to wrath, it keeps no records of wrongs against friends, Love forgives&hellip; It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.&rdquo; (1 Corinthians 13:1-5,7)<br /> &ldquo;If the world hates you, remember that it hated Me first. If you belonged to the world, it would love you as its own. As it is, you do not belong to the world, but I have chosen you out of the world. That is why the world hates you.&rdquo; John 15:18-19<br /> &quot;The world is not respectable; it is mortal, tormented, confused, deluded forever; but it is shot through with beauty, with love, with glints of courage and laughter; and in these the spirit blooms...&quot; ~ George Santayana


None of this is about me, but
at the same time all of it is...
the darkness falls shrouding all, here
was where it all began, but now...

This is where it ends, Finally...
I will stop trying, someone
else can. I don't want to pretend anymore.
Let the tears fall, blood draining, He's

Rebirthing Me. Reinventing.
I fade. I shine. Cycle of Me...
I fall because I forget. Him...
Born, Died, Sacrificed Everything...

For Me, For You, For Him, For Her...
For the Fallen, The Chosen Ones
Those Who Rejected... How Can I?
Forget. Then whispered... I Love You


The author's comments:
This was assigned as a Copy Change poem, designed to look at a poem written by a previous author and use a similar style to how they wrote their poetry and use it write your own piece of work. The poem I used was Robert Frost's "Stopping by the Woods on a Snowy Evening" we were asked to copy the syllabic structure. It's an interesting way to broaden the horizons of your writing.

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