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The Better Half of Me
To the world I've exposed tiny bits of my soul for it's the only way I can write.
Write revealing words in order to find the other half of me.
Like Adam without Eve, I have become this way not cause God made me this way
Because there was a time before the hunger when I spoke in unison with my Eve
of Earth and clay.
A life I had to give, blood spilt-innocence lost like it was in that garden of long ago.
It was I not Eve who hungered for wisdom of a life willfully denied.
In the wisdom of life, I write alone.
Alone I cry out to heaven,
" Forgive me please! Show compassion! Open my eyes! Let me see again!
The better half of me!"
A.Harrell
To the world I've exposed tiny bits of my soul for it's the only way I can write.
Write revealing words in order to find the other half of me.
Like Adam without Eve, I have become this way not cause God made me this way
Because there was a time before the hunger when I spoke in unison with my Eve
of Earth and clay.
A life I had to give, blood spilt-innocence lost like it was in that garden of long ago.
It was I not Eve who hungered for wisdom of a life willfully denied.
In the wisdom of life, I write alone.
Alone I cry out to heaven,
" Forgive me please! Show compassion! Open my eyes! Let me see again!
The better half of me!"
A.Harrell
