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brettnewman
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Love always trying to find it
Never settling for something that's not it
Not screwing around
Always seem to get that one step closer,
To finding love
Trying to reconcile my thoughts
Desperately searching for love
Must stop,
Must trust to love myself
Never downgrading
I can let others pass before me,
My esteem shall be who I am
Not someone elses freind
But my own friend
I shall choose waht goes on in me,
Must love myself,
Not in a vain way,
But an emotional spiritual way
The way in which I am writing,
The way I am looking for has always been there
Her and me,
She won't be with me,
Until I find the love of and in myself,
The way of life is to trust in love,
The Lord is love
His feeling we feel in all of us
We hide it when we forget
We hide it when our hearts go cold
He moves,
He stirs in us our choice to choose
When I walked in a path that had darkened me
When I felt you beside me,
To guide me
To revive me,
then I see,
No shackles to bind me
The truth of the way.
This is an extract form my book I have taken fifteen years and a pretty mixed up life to write If you are interested in my poetic testimony please check out www.sbpra.com/brettnewman/
Never settling for something that's not it
Not screwing around
Always seem to get that one step closer,
To finding love
Trying to reconcile my thoughts
Desperately searching for love
Must stop,
Must trust to love myself
Never downgrading
I can let others pass before me,
My esteem shall be who I am
Not someone elses freind
But my own friend
I shall choose waht goes on in me,
Must love myself,
Not in a vain way,
But an emotional spiritual way
The way in which I am writing,
The way I am looking for has always been there
Her and me,
She won't be with me,
Until I find the love of and in myself,
The way of life is to trust in love,
The Lord is love
His feeling we feel in all of us
We hide it when we forget
We hide it when our hearts go cold
He moves,
He stirs in us our choice to choose
When I walked in a path that had darkened me
When I felt you beside me,
To guide me
To revive me,
then I see,
No shackles to bind me
The truth of the way.
This is an extract form my book I have taken fifteen years and a pretty mixed up life to write If you are interested in my poetic testimony please check out www.sbpra.com/brettnewman/