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The world is turning,

My face is burning,

I can't talk,

Nor can I walk,

I am standing still,

Beyond my will,

I am about to fall,

But then I hear you call,

I don't know what to do,

But then I see you,

You hold my hand,

And help me stand,

I feel safe,

For I am back home.
©2004-2008 ~ChildoftheProphecy
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I wrote this poem dedicating it to my mother....I know.....I know....Cheesy isn't it. Any who I wrote it to show her support is appreciated.
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