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Questions with no answers
Sleepless, with a tired soul.
My weakness. Self control.
Desperately hanging on to letting
to go.
Wanting to love your soul...
Cost me mine.
What was once whole,
Became half,
And now is incomplete.
I bow down in humility,
To face love's defeat...
Once again.
Could it be?
That this is my destiny?
Perhaps an unwritten test for me?
That I just can't seem to pass.
Or maybe it's written,
In my DNA.
As if predestined,
As some would say.
Could it be,
That I was born this way?
What if there isn't a mate,
For every soul?
What if I'm powerless,
As fate has control?
Of my dreams...
Of my goals.
© Jimmy C. Moore
10/12/2022
My weakness. Self control.
Desperately hanging on to letting
to go.
Wanting to love your soul...
Cost me mine.
What was once whole,
Became half,
And now is incomplete.
I bow down in humility,
To face love's defeat...
Once again.
Could it be?
That this is my destiny?
Perhaps an unwritten test for me?
That I just can't seem to pass.
Or maybe it's written,
In my DNA.
As if predestined,
As some would say.
Could it be,
That I was born this way?
What if there isn't a mate,
For every soul?
What if I'm powerless,
As fate has control?
Of my dreams...
Of my goals.
© Jimmy C. Moore
10/12/2022
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