An old poem I wrote in 2005-05-02
The original is written in Swedish...


My Shell


The inner peace doesn't live here anymore
it doesn't live here anymore with me
It lays somewhere, hidden out of reach
far away for me to see

I gave up in the fight
in the fight to success
The feeling of wellbeing
There's is no such thing

The shell of me continues to live
to live here with me, my ideal
It exist when I keep it alive
so I keep it alive

There is no
there is no feeling left




Poetry by Malin Johansson
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Written on 2006-06-01 at 17:41

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Amanda K
nothing worse than feeling nothing inside , then the whole word pictured as a big Void.i loved your pem . it did make sense
2006-06-05



I LOVE IT!!!! nice again my dear malin!!!
2006-06-02


lastromantichero The PoetBay support member heart!
hey another good one Malin deep but the lovely style is there keep translating these wekll done rgds mike
2006-06-01