Open Poetry #42 |
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A Beautiful Disaster Member
since 2007-01-13
Posts 409 |
I was waiting for you all those years, Living in seclusion, Drowning in depths of despair, Painting your portrait On the wall Separating my 'now' and 'then', Having not even seen you. I believed in you, And I knew you could hear the call Of my soul... without a sound - And you came. You could open the door to my life, Always locked, with one glance - No key ever found could open it, As your glance was the key to my heart. Dear, was it my weakness or strength - Letting you know That I'd always be yours - When you held me and when let me down, Through the day and the night? Was it both? Forgive me, my pride, for this time I say it again. |
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Robert E. Jordan Member Rara Avis
since 2008-01-25
Posts 8541Philadelphia, Pennsylvania |
A Beautiful Disaster, This is very good. It's nice to see something here that is well written. Bobby |
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Artic Wind Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 8080Realm of Supernatural |
Very Nicely written! ARCTIC WIND |
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