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Against the odds
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Against the odds |
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Zainab Junior Member
since 2009-11-01
Posts 18Iraq |
I can almost see you there I can almost hear your voice through the air calling me .. through the noise ..through the mess let the time stand still just for us .. I can almost smell the place .. smell the mud after Rain I can almost see your face .. are you too playing old memories flashing back you're smiling back barely awake ..dreaming of that summer day by the lake holding hands ..you and I walking through burning sand I can too feel the breath that you take .. I dare too dream of love we will make .. come close ..come undone ..come what may I am yours .. I'm the silly little girl waiting for your white horse I would wait .. I would stand against the odds break the laws .. fool the fate I am lost ..in your arms there's a Home I can trust there's a peace I long to ..freedom lies in your arms and all the things I don't have ..things I can never do forget about that thousand miles let us be who we are for a while just be mine .. against the odds..against the world and all the signs we will meet even though in our dreams we will be together oneday as crazy as it seems when the dust clears away ..I'll be standing in your way I have faith ..in this love I beleive I will stay .. knowing you have to leave so let the time stand still cause I'll fight yes I will |
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AncientHippie Member
since 2009-10-15
Posts 411Surfing the Cosmic Flow |
Very poignant writing, Zainab. My hope for you is that the world and custom will change so that you will not have to fight to follow your heart. Go well, Jim "We are stardust: we are golden: and we've got to get ourselves back to the garden." --Joni Mitchell "Woodstock" |
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GBride Senior Member
since 2009-07-02
Posts 538 |
A lovely write, more please! |
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