The Pages of My Mind

The pages of my mind
are full of a story yet untold
One of joy and sorrow
is the one that would unfold
Upon those pages
full of ink red, black and blue
Are untold secrets
never drempt by anyone not even you
If I took the time
to put in print the story page by page
It would speak clearly
of happiness, peace even pain and rage
But it is a story
that will remain untold
For the story is me
and I can neither be bought nor sold.

Darla DeMars
demars@cyberport.net


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