Monday, February 23, 2009

Me: The Theif of my Identity by Brad Combs

Me: The thief of my Identity

The thief of my Identity
To my Friends and Family
My true Identity

Is all that makes me
I stole my identity
My personality
What I live for, What I breath for
What I'd fight for, what I'd die for

If not for my soul, I would be lost once again
For my True Identity has fled me
Fled me for another

It is the dancing shadow you play with,
The beauty you can see in yourself,
And the hostility.
It wants to see you suffer, I
t is most content, when you are in despair.

When I can look into my self
and find the real Identity of my inner self,
Until then I will not blame anyone
for my misfortune

~Brad Combs

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