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Dark Enchantress Senior Member
since 1999-07-27
Posts 1258meet Morgana |
When I wake in the early morning light, I can't bring myself to rise Like a mummy wrapped in linen, sleeping in a golden tomb while the rest of the world continues, just as it always does From the frosty air seeping into my room, my skin feels like marble except for the occasionalbumps or indents With a deep weighting sigh I slowly rise from my tender, self-arrest Although I am still burned from the night before, It has past, (until awakened again) and I must welcome the new day |
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Isis Member Ascendant
since 1999-09-06
Posts 6296Sunny Queensland |
Oh it's like you read my soul. I too do this most days, we aren't supposed to register hurt let alone feel it for a day or two.. Bravo  At the touch of love everyone becomes a poet. (Plato) ~Isis~ (Daughter of Mystery) |
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Sven
since 1999-11-23
Posts 14937East Lansing, MI USA |
Every new day DE brings with it the promise of new things. . . new hopes, new dreams. . . Awaken to the new day, my friend. . . That which gives light must endure burning --Victor Frankl |
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JennyLee Senior Member
since 1999-09-01
Posts 1461Northwestern, NJ. |
Like a mummy wrapped in linen.... I just recently felt just like that! Well Done Verse DE Jenny Lee Love is an attempt at penetrating another being,But it can only succeed if the surrender is mutual. |
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Dark Enchantress Senior Member
since 1999-07-27
Posts 1258meet Morgana |
Thank you...I'm sure that most of us if not all of us have felt this way atleast once. I guess the thing is...to just believe that tomorrow's light is worth seeing. Believe me Sven...I'm trying... |
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