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Dec 05, 2007
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Hope's Distant Song
A shroud of uneasiness circles my form.
I am alone, together.
Inside my heart rages a November storm.
Forbidden fruit.
Non-existant is more it's tree.
That hollow empty is swallowing me.
I stand at the edge of the truth,
and look across the divide.
I stay in the shadows where it's easy to hide.
What will the possible dawn finally bring?
I've ceased breathing life into those shadows...
..and that alone, teaches my heart to sing.
— docmaverick, Dec 05, 2007
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Mark
18 years 6 months ago
Only one thing to say Doc . . .