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Whispers |
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Professor Gloom Member Elite
since 2000-07-23
Posts 3082of Depression |
Hear the whisper From behind your passing pace Turn to confront her But there’s no one there to face. Why do I hear your voice on the night winds, Do you in death stay near enough to haunt, Soft spoke that into the background it blends, To remind me of your beauty you taunt. Are you calling me from depth of shadow Glimpse reflection in a darkened window. Hear the whisper From behind your passing pace Turn to confront her But there’s no one there to face. Speak louder or speak to me not at all, Let me understand the whispers of wind Enabled to answer your siren’s call, Least the whispers reach from sanity’s end. When I hear your soft voice my heart does race And I search frantic for your hiding place. Hear the whisper From behind your passing pace Turn to confront her But there’s no one there to face. Am I seeing you in a waking dream, Is this but semblance of reality, Waiting to be broke by the Sun’s first beam Rolling back this realistic fantasy. Will I waken in pools of sweat in bed From dream walking the shadow realms of dead. Gloom |
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bslicker 
since 2000-12-04
Posts 2321state of mind |
Execellent "Hear the whisper From behind your passing pace Turn to confront her But there’s no one there to face." Bernie  A smile a day keeps the world in smile's. |
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Zinsser Senior Member
since 2001-02-27
Posts 1641Calif. |
beautiful...... |
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Walter Poe Senior Member
since 1999-10-13
Posts 787 |
I enjoyed the read dark gloomy bit depressing just my thing. Well writen to bang on The very deep did rot: O Christ! |
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