Blue shadows
on grey stones
Everyone's running, with no place to go
There's screaming and crying
But no sound's coming out
Life's night unending
Salvation's hidden by clouds
Streetlight's golden
glow on the bench
As I sit here in ice water- now drenched
There's suffocating pain,
But worse- drowning pride
Life's night unending
With no grace in sight
Greasy napkin
From Mac's last week
Does nothing to aide the tracks on my cheek.
Look right through me,
My tears are my sheild.
Life's night unending
That time shall not heal
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I was walking out of the library and this walked into my head.
Written January 31st, 2006
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wow that was deep i like it alot its just real deep and sad but it is really good i wish mine could be that deep or like that but i loved it
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WOW....one of my new favorites by you. It has so much imagery, I mean I could really just see this all in my head. Yeah it's sad but it's also amazing. This is such a great write. I'm completly taken back in amazement.
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omg..Stephanie your poems keep getting sadder and sadder....but better and better, I don't know what you've been doing but your poems are truly amazing lately...wow...very breathtaking.
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ummm. stefy hun, i lurve it to bunches but i'm getting worried about you. is everything alright at home? your poems are turning to the emo side. still i lurve it to bunches. ciao.
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