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midnight moon |
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JulieAnn Senior Member
since 2000-06-12
Posts 754Earth 3rd Rock from the sun!! 
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moon hangs high brightly shining in the morning light speaks to me of madness that is soon to come final days tho hath come inside you inside me leaving you restless begging to be set free high storms coming from the south fear no more you've been picked out repeating words seems you've heard before stay inside lock your door midnight moon hangs over head calling the monsters from under your bed lurking in the open they no longer hide trying to convince your maker of how you have lied retreating to emptiness feeling too much no one to turn to anger wrenched inside of you skin bleeding oil from the smoke you inhale controlling your mind don't dare tell your tale beg for forgiveness it's eating at you breaking all promises forever paying your dues searching for answers they've left you no clues hopeing for a light to lead you on your way they grip you tighter here they want you to stay plans never played out hands tied in a knot all of your confidence they'll replace with bitter doubt waking hungry, tired and bare look around you my friend does anyone care? |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
Yes someone cares..Julie I think that the midnight moon is the beautiful part of the night...huggz to you ~Wynter "The worst prison would be a closed heart". ...Pope John Paul II |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
This is a great poem, Julie. The inner torment is very well expressed. I'm sure we can all relate to feeling this way at one time or another. Denise |
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Mark Bohannan Member Rara Avis
since 2000-06-21
Posts 7269In the winds of Cherokee song |
Midnight offers rainbows as well my friend. So nice to see you again. Where the heck ya been? As always though you pour out your heart in a wonderfully penned way and allow us to travel into your life just a bit. Be safe and have a wonderful new year my friend. A life with love will have some thorns, but a life without love will have no roses. author unknown |
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Sven
since 1999-11-23
Posts 14937East Lansing, MI USA |
a feeling of loss in this one. . .and in secrets coming to light under that moon. . . excellent Julie. . . ------------------------------------------------------- That which gives light must endure burning --Victor Frankl |
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