What am I holding on to
As it all goes up in flames
What do I have to hide as it all out there to be seen.
You used to be my past and now what is my present
as I sit here in the ashes of what I used to be.
Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Love writing poetry and reading tons of books. I also write short fiction stories and hope to include them on my page soon; I hope you enjoy my work, and thanks for stopping by my page.
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