Eyes closed, wide awake
Mouth shut, lips screaming
Arms resting, Hands choking
Legs still, feet running
I dream, I dream,
cannot escape.
The pain I've caused,
the hurt my blame.
I'm sorry, I'm sorry
forever, today.
I see a smile
hope remains!
A contest entry
- God will not prevent the storm, but He will help you through it. by Kooks.
300 points, ended May 14, 2008, 22 entries
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Comments
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Thank you for your entry. The description of the darkness was beautifully thought out.
Good luck in the contest -
Wonderful!
This is very good!


