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Jul 10, 2010
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I Fed The World My Tears
I fed the world my tears
With sobs of wile and woe.
Sternly, I faced my fears
To hearts of young and old.
Youth shows half the truth
Of crimson colors wild.
The spirit voice's mute,
As songs of aging lie.
Until such life's at peace,
Till all the splendid hailed;
With tears my eyes will speak
Of capsized wishes feigned.
With sobs of wile and woe.
Sternly, I faced my fears
To hearts of young and old.
Youth shows half the truth
Of crimson colors wild.
The spirit voice's mute,
As songs of aging lie.
Until such life's at peace,
Till all the splendid hailed;
With tears my eyes will speak
Of capsized wishes feigned.
— Dennis Go, Jul 10, 2010
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Critiques
xena465
16 years ago
Dear Dennis
Dennis Go
16 years ago
:)
raskin
16 years ago
Content is good, pacing is a
Dennis Go
16 years ago
Thanks for the evaluation
raskin
16 years ago
Nah, I’m not technically
Dennis Go
16 years ago
ah ok
magics02
16 years ago
Nice poem here
Dennis Go
16 years ago
Thanks Mona
magics02
16 years ago
I see and yes
Dennis Go
16 years ago
Hmm symbolic meaning?
Seren
16 years ago
Dear Dennis
Dennis Go
16 years ago
Thanks for the observation
Mari Shine
16 years ago
I have so enjoyed reading
Dennis Go
16 years ago
Thanks Mari :)
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