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THE WINDS SLAVE....
Contributed by
Mystik
on
Sunday, 21st May 2006 @ 01:16:06 AM in AEST
Topic:
EmotionalPoetry
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THE WINDS SLAVE....................
The winds shall take me With them where it may Until the day it sets me free To go my own blown way For now it holds me captive Like a baby in a mother's hold Grasp's upon my heart While keeping it icy cold Whispers lyrics unknown That I often confuse As my direction gets blown Which way-I cannot choose Calms down to stir again Constant movement gets me tired And once sleep does begin Also too, whats not desired Blackness in a whirling hole Endless does it seem Instantly loosing the last of control Then I realize it's not a dream Angrily, I shout in mute Nothing even comes out If I had a gun to shoot I would, for useless is my shout People I know pass me by I extend an arm to reach But now I no longer try For it's as useless as my speech In blundered solitude I await To be banished away and taken By the hands of my fate To never blow in the wind again.
By, Mystik/ Brieanna :)
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