Let the rain free my soul
let me embrace my goal.
To take in all the coldness
and feel my real boldness.
My breathe knows the price
and yet I find comfort to feel like ice.
I would do this all again,
for there a strange freedom in the rain.
A contest entry
- a fresh new rain by zillion.
450 points, ended January 13, 2008, 12 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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Brilliant!!!!
You are very talented as a writer to pen such a lovely piece! I do believe this is brilliant!!
SilverButterfly
Mary
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'agian' should be 'again'.
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I fixed it.
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