From the journal of a ghost

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Open Poetry #23

From the journal of a ghost

Wind

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since 2002-10-12

Posts 2981

0 posted 2002-10-25 05:29 PM

I was ripped away
Like a leaf from a tree
In the wind's careless hands
I float endlessly

Tossed like junk
Into a world of black
and I kept on falling
And never came back

Sometimes I still wander
In the world of my dreams
And think of how life
Is much more than it seems

Things we take for granted
Were no always there
And each day we miss death
By the length of a hair

the_loner_23
Member Ascendant

since 2002-06-08

Posts 5479
Jacksonville, Florida, USA

1 posted 2002-10-25 05:44 PM

This is so cool

Cold hands means a warm heart

Mistletoe Angel

Member Empyrean

since 2000-12-17

Posts 32816
Portland, Oregon

2 posted 2002-10-25 08:45 PM

(sigh) This is so well-said, sweet friend, my heart goes out to many who feel like this and I wish strength to fill the heart of the hopeless who just linger by that branch, this is powerful, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Liz, thank you for sharing!

May love and light always shine upon you!

Love,
Noah Eaton

"Underneath your clothes there's an endless story..."

Shakira

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