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Sitting by the Fire
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Sitting by the Fire |
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SarBear Member
since 2003-06-05
Posts 205Massachusetts 
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Sitting by the fire Hearing the crackles of the sparks Seeing the wood fall into place The bark slowly sliding off of its surface Feeling the warmth I feel safe I cant seem to leave this haven No worries are here as I snuggle deeper into my chair I dont have to think I dont have to care Sounds like Im lazy But Im just afraid I dont know whats out there So for now I sit by the fire My warmth My protection From all the evils that lay outside outside of this chair away from the fire |
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Larry C
since 2001-09-10
Posts 10286United States |
Let it rain... Nice write and welcome to Passions! I enjoyed this.  If tears could build a stairway and memories a lane, I'd walk right up to heaven and bring you home again. |
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exhale Senior Member
since 2003-06-13
Posts 646Alberta,Canada |
i liked this simple yet passionate just out of curiousity, are you from TOD because theres a diary on there that has the name sorry if its not you, this poem was still amazing |
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SarBear Member
since 2003-06-05
Posts 205Massachusetts |
no sorry im not from tod |
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