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A Poem by Alexx Wake

So tired of these emotions,
A bit blurred, put words into motion.
Cut through the waves of my oceans;
My world. 
Self-created; all that was or all that will be.
I live free. I speak free.
Never thirsty for moments.
Every start to Every end,
We just live by two components.
Every start. Every End.
I'm not the same...
I'm not the same...




© 2014 Alexx Wake


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Added on August 22, 2014
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Alexx Wake
Alexx Wake

Jacksonville, FL



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A Poem by Alexx Wake