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Midnight Writer Junior Member
since 2002-02-13
Posts 28Texas |
Laughter in the foyer, yet I see no one is there A whisper in the stairwell, almost like a prayer The rain is falling furious, hard and wild's the wind And weighty is the meeting that I must soon attend There is much to do, in these strange and faithless times I must make haste and heed the ringing of the chimes I behold an image close, at my open gate Haunted is it's essence, a dreadful twist of fate A shadow near the bower, a sigh I can perceive I shall cease my story now, for you would not believe- Now the sun has broken, and as the foliage dries Magically I'll depart on a white winged horse that flies . . . . "No matter how great you are, you'll never be greater than yourself." |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
I wish I had written this...but since I did not, I am glad you did! |
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Nan
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-20
Posts 21191Cape Cod Massachusetts USA |
Phantoms of the night, so to say... Your midnight muse covets thee well..  |
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RSWells Member Elite
since 2001-06-17
Posts 2533 |
Bon chance your weighty meeting may it bring your dark some light and this pain you feel be fleeting for your choice no doubt is right in the mirror be not browbeating for your own time is finite I suppose that I'm entreating bring some day into your night |
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