in diffrence we are the same..

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By eleanor maslen •

There is a diffrence between you and me. You cry and i get angry, you hold the pain inside and i line it on my vains. My eyes are cold and dead, yours so full of life and forgiveness. There is a diffrence betweem you and me. You never look to your past but always hold sight on what lays ahead. I cannot look away from the mistakes i made and the people i broke. My furture seems to far to worry about. My soul is tattered and torn, burnt and frade at the edges. sodden with tears and marked with scars that hide under my skin. Yours glows so brightly. mending itself everyday. there is a diffrenct between you and me. my heart beats only because it needs to. Yours beats because it can and wants to. In the silence you keep you are strong but apeer weak. In my agression i look strong, but feel burden and like a child. What is the diffrence between us? for we are but one.

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August 25, 2011 19:41lance

hey eleanor,not much inspiration on the grandpa poem,,it was for fun like the wrestlemanina one,,,do u have msn by the way and how olds you?,,,,,i like this poem, we are all same if not differant but we all come from the same place....and when its time,,,we all go back home too. cya later buddy.

September 7, 2011 10:26Tara Maslen

This poem is very good. Not one of my favourites of yours but way up there. The anguish and torment you feel at being two people is very apparent and the embaressment of always seeming to be the weaker one is evident too. Do I also sense a slight line of disgust with yourself? (yourself pertaining to the subject of the poem, not necessarily you.) Love you much sis. ;o)

September 7, 2011 10:56eleanor maslen

amd you found me! upload some if your stuff i wonnnna read :D