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Post by Streamstrider on Jul 21, 2009 9:06:45 GMT -6
Well, I am certainly no poet, but when you put pen to paper, usually something will be written, especially when you're bored to tears, sitting in your room. 
Lonely soul
Locked away in sweet solace
Bearing marks of horrid suffering
Waiting for daylight to seep through the cracks
Lonely soul
Oh lonely sufferer
Let my arms embrace you,
My wings encircle you.
May my voice be your redeeming song.
Your wounds are deep,
But your mind deeper still,
In thoughts that merely lull the pain.
Please let me be your redemption,
My voice your redeeming song.
Lonely soul
Caged in Mirrored caverns
Reminded always of everlasting scars
Hoping for the saving light
Lonely soul
Oh lonely captive
 And there goes a horrendous attempt. (By the way, I was sleepy. XD I'll post the other one I wrote tomorrow or something.) Feel free to comment. |
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Post by Rational Rachel on Sept 26, 2009 14:45:33 GMT -6
Good one!
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Post by Streamstrider on Sept 27, 2009 11:29:24 GMT -6
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And there goes a horrendous attempt. (By the way, I was sleepy. XD I'll post the other one I wrote tomorrow or something.) Feel free to comment.
