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Buried in the Sand
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Buried in the Sand |
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EarthenSoul Member
since 2002-05-30
Posts 163WA, USA |
Tonight I shall dream Of places unseen All those haunting ......Memories I don't remember But I can feel And I can't help But think of you still And the night is filled with thunder In the darkness I discover The truth beyond this spell I'm under All the lies wrapped into one All the effects of what I've done No longer do I care Just don't give a damn What once had washed ashore Is now buried in the sand |
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the_loner_23 Member Ascendant
since 2002-06-08
Posts 5479Jacksonville, Florida, USA |
This is good. Cold hands means a warm heart |
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BluesSerenade Member Patricius
since 2001-10-23
Posts 10549By the Seaside |
Dreams die hard don't they? I enjoyed your poem, especially this~ The truth beyond this spell I'm under All the lies wrapped into one All the effects of what I've done cast your dreams in the sand but never ever bury them, you might need them someday if only to remind you of something good. Sleep tight!  |
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Mistletoe Angel 
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
 (big huggsssssss) Oh Trisha, this is so heartwrenchingly powerful, sweet friend, I hope everything is alright as my heart goes out to yours, God Bless You, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Trisha, thank you for sharing!  May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton "Underneath your clothes there's an endless story..." |
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EarthenSoul Member
since 2002-05-30
Posts 163WA, USA |
Thank you all for your kind comments. Noah, thank you for concern, I'm doing quite well these days. I actually wrote this in 1999. Those wounds have since healed. I just wanted to share a lingering memory. |
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