TracyLee Eckstein

The rhythm, the beat,
The love, the hate,
The cold, the heat,
The destiny, the fate
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I like the sound of the ocean,
It gives me a feeling of pure tranquility,
It's a feeling equivalent to the effect your voice has on me.
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No sweet nothings,
No fake roses, no physical attractions,
No mis-understandings
No lack of communicating
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Dear Lord please unburden me,
Unburden me from myself, all in me that may be.
Unburden me from my past,
Unburden me from the nagging fear that love doesn't last.
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All this discriminating,
Got me contemplating,
Where I belong?
Its got me 'singing the same old song'.
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There is no love here,
All that exists is anger,
We are tip-toeing around unseen land-mines,
Because the trigger to this anger we will mistakely find,
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My poetry
Expresses me
There is no other way,
Instead of speaking, I write what I should say.
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These memories are like watching blood dripping on the floor,
Blood not from any other part of me but the core,
Deep within my being
My eyes are closed, I can't belive what I am seeing,
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If I could
I would

Make your burdens my own
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A little more about me
My name is Tracy-lee
I am poetry
Searching for a rhythm derived from a beat
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To our little miracle
Mommy and Daddy love you
Way before we ever knew
We would have you
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