Echos soft of forgotten dreams
In the lost hallways of my mind
Simple visions that I cannot see
Words that move in dancing rhyme
Memories of all emotions lost
Things done well or not at all
Her voice whithers in my soul
With emotions that can't recall
Half between the hours of sleep
When only the moonlight glows
I find the things that I have lost
Disappearing as daylight grows
A contest entry
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Touches The Heart John
Been going through exactly what your words convey. Very heartfelt and brings a tear. But life goes on, it does not wait for anyone. I have missed your lovely poetry. Your lovely words lay close to my heart dear friend. I haven't sent you many hugs and smiles lately so here is a bunch.
Locve and Blessings, Sandy
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Beautiful, Sentimental Artistry...
This poem is such a rare, magically inspiring piece, I felt the haunting of the echoes of the dreams. I'm wishing you all the best, and more!! Pen on... 
Peace Always,
Cyn
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so beautiful and haunting as though you can see but can not touch,a longing filled with memories that softly fade with the dawn...pen to paper dear friend you are an awesome poet
soft whispers of friendship being blown across your page
otc
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