a beautiful silhouette to blow in this make-believe wind
standing on the hilltop just ahead, though clouds blot the sky
now to black, where the sun once shone so brightly in the land
of love and sorrow, where it hurts to say goodbye
and people wave just to say hi
so i smile, but they will never know
how beautiful she looks on that hill
with her hair flowing past her like the sea of
all my enemies glaring at me through this mask
of pain, or maybe something that passes with time;
they say we find our true selves in our dreams,
that this is the entrance to my soul,
but all i can see is you.
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Written November 8th, 2006
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Wow, I almost cried reading this the imagery was just amazing. And I know sometimes I think my dreams are what I really am.
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aww, this is really beautiful...and the imagery was lovely...you must really like that girl...i loved the lines...
or maybe something that passes with time;
they say we find our true selves in our dreams,
i thought they were just beautiful...well done
x~Ree~x
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gorgeous imagery here , the descriptions used here totally remakable ....I find that I must say that I find this piece to be ethereal and lovely ...well wel written ..simply fantastic!!!
love and light
jamila -
Beautiful!!!
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I love how you described her hair...it got me daydreaming.
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aww how sweet! what a nice but still sad poem. great great job. i loved the imagery, and it was just a lovely write. thanks for adding!
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wow, thats an awesome peice, i can relate to it becuase, i have feelings but they only show in my dreams, and wow.... i cant express how good i think this is.
-pain of within
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