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Mourning Dew
Contributed by
ArdRi79
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Thursday, 1st January 2004 @ 07:15:47 AM in AEST
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Behind the smile,
I feel nothing,
But a hope as black as an empty night sky
Strolling among desolation
Holding candle close
To my chest amidst the howling wind
Morning dew clings
Soaking my socks
And makes my feet ache with cold
Soon welcomingly numb
The Whispering Leaves
Siren song strays me from the path
I wander far
Among the trees
Clutching my candle against the dark pit ahead.
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ArdRi79
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2004-01-01 07:15:47]
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Re: Mourning Dew
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by eternal_sorrows on
Friday, 2nd January 2004 @ 02:52:04 AM AEST
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Defiantely different yet, I love your imagery!
Thank you for commenting on my poem.
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Re: Mourning Dew
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by emystar on
Friday, 23rd January 2004 @ 03:59:57 AM AEST
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Very unique, creative
morning dew clings
Soaking my socks.
Great work of art!
huggs, luv,
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