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A Beautiful Disaster Member
since 2007-01-13
Posts 409 |
Seconds Another sleepless winter night... I'm counting seconds, all alone. Obscure, just like the candle's light, Are dreams of what is still unknown. And, waiting for the dawn coming, I hear your voice through misty thoughts. My heart is torn; it's bleeding - loving, And left unsaid is just one word. The pearls of lonely, genuine tears Are sadness only you can see. I need, like air to breathe, to hear You still believe... believe in me. You're close and far; it's sweet and bitter, My strength is you - your sorrow's mine. My poison turns to something sweeter With every glance of dear eyes. |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
"You still believe...believe in me." Wonderful...James |
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MyEnchanted_Melody Senior Member
since 2001-05-30
Posts 1106across the land of dreams. In your heart, I'd always be. |
"You're close and far; it's sweet and bitter, My strength is you - your sorrow's mine. My poison turns to something sweeter With every glance of dear eyes. " -------------- far yet near your voice, I wish to hear it clear Lovely...wonderfully expressed Thank you ~~~~~~~~~~~~ |
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JL Member Ascendant
since 2004-04-01
Posts 6128Texas, USA |
"waiting for the dawn coming, I hear your voice through misty thoughts. My heart is torn" Beautiful poetry. JL  Blessed are those who are generous, because they feed the poor. |
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