hitalot879
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CATEGORY
just different
with wings to unfurl
the thought of sharing
when no one is caring
steeped beneath the sod of regret
faces, traces & midnight spaces
to sooth the average beast
people so out of reach
falling
falling on the floor
last chance to explore
awe so much more
a sorrowful peace
beneath its trace
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COMMENTS
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mlowe5 says: Nice. Pity, even peace has its sorrows--as peaceful as they are. Peace and Love, mlowe5. Thanks for sharing. |
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