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Well Beyond My Reach
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Well Beyond My Reach |
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openthoughts Member
since 2006-01-16
Posts 94Where the child can be free |
Well Beyond My Reach A field of broken beauty through, I was led Whilst the distance held the sound of--I forget Although I could have walked forever, instead I felt the soft earth kiss my cheek Unaware, I saw everything and nothing This warmth I feel from some sun lost So forgotten, a little blade of grass Far buried underneath the frost Your hand extended before my doubtful stare Feeling the chains around--I can't say I And i sighed with my lack of dispair As my hand felt naught but the wind. After seconds, I am careful to rise My silhouette now formed in the ground And mutinous feet that must be forced The warmth has left me with all sound To my footsteps, so silent--like a stone There is no answer to be heard Except the one for me and only me And if I did not know would I no longer be alone? [This message has been edited by openthoughts (05-24-2006 04:55 PM).] |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
This left me feeling very sad, though maybe that was not your intent. You've lost someone you loved, perhaps, by ignoring signs of troubling pending? |
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