Gentle breeze
subsiding regret,
calm my nerves
you take effect.
Emerald dreams
and all pain dies,
beware her grasp
addiction cries.
Looking back
at time since past,
solutions slim
and problems vast.
Future waits
with sins and deeds,
break the habit
and be set free.
Author notes
Written in rehab March 11, 2009.
Coffer
A contest entry
- There'll be rain on our wedding day, rotting roses in my bouquet. by love.elizabeth.
500 points, ended April 26, 33 entries
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Comments
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Sad, powerful, a great entry to my contest, even though I asked for prose.
Thank you for entering.
Sophie
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