Paul Gottselig Poems

This poem is dedicated to Chevelle Behar.
You helped keep me Outside In. You saved me from myself.

What happens to man, when he's turned inside out?
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This poem is dedicated to Chevelle Behar. You always helped me find the Right Words to say. Even if I put it off as long as I could. Thank you.

I sit alone in the dark corners of an unlit room in an unknown place.
And as I sit, I wait. I wait for the right words to come to mind.
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This poem is dedicated to Chevelle Behar. Thanks for being different, thanks for being unique, thanks for being you. And thanks for helping me be me. You'll always be my Black Rose.

In the distance, a raging fire sweeps through the luscious,
forested valley far below, devouring and consuming all in its path.
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I dedicate this poem to Chevelle Behar. You've helped to show me Who I Am. Thanks for everything!

My feet are weary from roads past traveled.
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This poem is dedicated to Chevelle Behar. My Scorsh Muffin.
Sometimes life can be confusing, thanks for making things clear for me. I appreciate it more than words can say.

I’m so confused. I don’t know what to do.
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I dedicate this poem to Chevelle Behar. You are the one person I will always remember. And trust me, your really hard to forget.

That which I remember is always forgotten,
and that which is forgotten is never remembered.
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