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Morag,  Morags Written Work

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I feel the reality
It’s slipping from my grasp
Out with my reach
And nobody understands
My actions
My reactions
To everything I'm subjected to.
There's nothing left inside
Scattered heart
And shattered pride
I run from it all
Close the door to loneliness
Just to be on my own.  Then…
I feel myself
Slipping from the grip of reality
Out with its reach
I can't seem to understand
My life
My passions
And everything I perceive.

This is a poem from my poetry book that I wrote back in 2002, I'm not sure when in 2002 mind you.

Copyright©2002