| Open Poetry #21 |
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I Left The Night Behind Me |
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Neeraja Senior Member
since 2002-06-22
Posts 812The Netherlands
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I left the night behind me Dark shadows no longer hunts me into a silent scream My tired eyes no longer searching for a glimpse of light My ears no longer blocked by my trembling fists With my head high and with open hands now I step into the light recieving the warmth of the early sun I hear a song so beautiful born out of my own heart Yes... I left the night behind me... At last... |
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the_loner_23 Member Ascendant
since 2002-06-08
Posts 5479Jacksonville, Florida, USA |
Always good work you do. Cold hands means a warm heart |
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