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loosing your self
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loosing your self |
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Michael G Senior Member
since 2000-06-25
Posts 579Nashville |
little girl on the steps of a house made of stone, singing to her best friend about the heavens last home, turns to the sunrise a lasting moment is gone, fractured cries of the mother who is know all alone. her soul is searching for her bed and her bear, all the comforts she knows are banished from her care, she struggles to understand where she has gone but finnaly the angel comes to take her home. in the wind of forever she will never be un-loved never feel the pain of hatred or the shame of being young, the winds will come down cover her parents hearts caress the pain inside of them so they know they are loved. |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
Tonite there is a new star in the sky... and Heaven gets an angel named Samantha. thank you for giving a voice to the innocence lost. |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
 Though my soul may sit in darkness, It will arise in perfect light. For I have loved the stars much too fondly ... To be fearful of the night". (author unknown) |
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angelswing Senior Member
since 2000-02-10
Posts 705United Kingdom |
Wondeful and yet sad, I loved reading this poem, I especially like the way you flow the words together . Thanks . L.of.L. Tom . XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX 'There is only a very thin line between genius and insanity, this is measured only on sucess; I am proud to be considered an under-achieving genius'. |
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the_loner_23 Member Ascendant
since 2002-06-08
Posts 5479Jacksonville, Florida, USA |
Beautiful and sad at the same time Cold hands means a warm heart |
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