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Last Flight Home

Sharing, Changing rearranging,
Thoughts that pass like the night.
Finding shadows that capture thoughts
Like a thief thoughts are snatched away.

Grey, day, buzzing around,
Trying to catch the slightest sound.
Now is the time to run away,
From the ghosts of yesterday.

Here in my past,
I no longer dwell
Stale cold, darkest hell
Fires deep burn through the night
I run from the past
Take the last flight home.

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  • penman gold member
    November 3, 2008
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    Wonderful

    Very creative and so well expressed. Thank you for sharing you talent.


  • Girl-Interrupted gold member
    October 27, 2008

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    i have spent the majority of my life running my past. this piece gives a lot to think about. brilliant last line! the layout is really great! good job!!


  • Samplette gold member
    October 21, 2008

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    I think a lot of us spend our time running from the past...I love the last line. A great write. So glad to see you again!
    Sam