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Darkness follows
the light of day Hearts so hollow as ice filling to stay Springtime is a time to be reborn flowers open their petals wide babies anticipate the new morn Mother nature has been kind But today seemed different somehow No sound was heard No deer in the meadow or happy chirping of birds It has been cold no cooing of mothers to their young No stories of folklore of olde as the darkness has taken happy spirits of everyone me with my flashlight You with your lantern We sneak into the the night to see what had happened People were cold to the touch It has been told The darkness loved them too much Now the morning is drawing near everything seems to become awake The darkness disappears, everything seems clear as light touched those that darkness threatened to take |
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Darkness follows the light of day Hearts so hollow as ice filling to stay Springtime is a time to be reborn flowers open their petals wide babies anticipate the new morn Mother nature has been kind But today seemed different somehow No sound was heard No deer in the meadow or happy chirping of birds It has been cold no cooing of mothers to their young No stories of folklore of olde as the darkness has taken happy spirits of everyone me with my flashlight You with your lantern We sneak into the the night to see what had happened People were cold to the touch It has been told The darkness loved them too much Now the morning is drawing near everything seems to become awake The darkness disappears, everything seems clear as light touched those that darkness threatened to take  
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Eerily beautiful, writer....Got a feeling you're not done with this one yet, hmmmmm
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Edited by
AngelLight
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Tue 08/04/09 04:04 PM
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A provocative write with an ending that evokes a sense of spiritual transformation.
Bravo w_gurl 
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Darkness follows the light of day Hearts so hollow as ice filling to stay Springtime is a time to be reborn flowers open their petals wide babies anticipate the new morn Mother nature has been kind But today seemed different somehow No sound was heard No deer in the meadow or happy chirping of birds It has been cold no cooing of mothers to their young No stories of folklore of olde as the darkness has taken happy spirits of everyone me with my flashlight You with your lantern We sneak into the the night to see what had happened People were cold to the touch It has been told The darkness loved them too much Now the morning is drawing near everything seems to become awake The darkness disappears, everything seems clear as light touched those that darkness threatened to take 
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Love it !!
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