...I was alone.
Lost in a game of hide and seek,
unable to find myself in a silent place.
I've fought for so long,
I don't even recognize myself anymore.
What have I become without you?
After a while, my blindness got the
better of me.
Like a dying beast,
I began to lay my weary body down.
But just when I had given up,
the light came to me through the trees,
and I grasped it like the breath of life,
the storm in the drought.
I'm saved.
Life is returning to these jaded limbs.
♥
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yes a small fraction of hope!
make me breathe again haha. of course the light did it=p & wow i think we can tell im getting tired, i think i'm somehow kind remaining on topic. -blabing. Lol wow
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this is amazing. i love it.


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"I'm saved.
Life is returning to these jaded limbs." I'm glad to hear you have a more optimistic look on life now
Loved the poem cookie buddy!
-Steve-

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Oh wow. I love this. Thank you for entering and good luck in the contest.







