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Author Name: Freejohncarter 2 Comments
Date Added: August 19, 2007 03:08:46 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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Forever Until

Forever Until


Like a restless wind

You move inside me

I hear your name

In dreams that ride me.

“Come and find me”

Words that dance and disappear

Through my outstretched fingers

And inner fear.

There is no handle on my door

The half burned candle

Drips wax upon the floor

Like a heart that is bleeding

Dying evermore

This timeless endless burning

In a world forever turning

Diurnally I am learning

Of how to be alone.

Through ignorant eyes I saw for ever.

Forever and until I will remain

Just a shadow dancer

In the pouring rain.


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Comment By: FreeShe Whispers on August 19, 2007 08:22:32 AM Report
John, As I read this sadness how so well I understand your emptyness.. Life can be sp cruel.. I have felt just like this many times.. Texas sends her hugs..  You have friends here and they will help you..  JUst wanted to let you I;m find.. Just a few stumbling blocks are in my way..but such is life... !! Sometimes the darkness makes us look harder for the light..
Hugs and LOve my friend ~She Whispers

Comment By: Freeb doneff on August 19, 2007 06:57:01 AM Report
Strong, strong sense of  sadness here. The kind that's only on the inside; the part the rest of the world doesn't see behind a face that pretends. The candle dripping on the floor had a wasteful feeling to it, the heart bleeding..very direct image.


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