Topic: poem: a dream antique | |
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a dream antique
the silver seen a figure rapt a pause then this soliloquy life's pain i feel the pain i show just upon the corners of my eyes a glint a sheen the latent tear there amongst the smile it is dear and brushed aside or whisking clothe my thoughts in time will drifting hide but there amongst a rapid tide the pools of meaning are seafresh warm emotions well i blot them with a kerchief that holds so many memories that rose from deep from deep inside and fill my hands close to shower the dangerous thought of this hour that says too much too much to cry emotions thought i long inside would never seek the sun again yet i find they are here my friend |
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Majick..!!!
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