You hold my hand
I hold yours.
A path lights up the hazy end
As we smile on our way.
Every silent step
All these messy turns
The stillness drives me insane
As I try to cry it away
Yet, there is a warmth in my chilling heart
As you grace my days light-heartily.
Toward the sun from the moon
I walk with you forward.
A contest entry
- Without the words by Envelope.
4200 points, ended April 3, 2008, 17 entries
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Comments
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ahh not exactly what i was looking for. Heartfelt and optimistic, but nothing too surprising here, I feel like I could click on any random poem and find the same lines and phrases.
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