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Still
Contributed by
OldSoul
on
Saturday, 16th February 2013 @ 02:41:28 PM in AEST
Topic:
EmotionalPoetry
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Even as the darkness surrounds me I still see the light Bounded by my nature I cannot take flight What worth is there in being admired ? These long lonely days only grow tired I am aware of those of the same note Forever ones that weep and not gloat This world of mine forbids me from being more But without me it would burn to the floor
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2013-02-16 14:41:28] (Date/Time posted on
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