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POEM 2

Posted: Sun Aug 05, 2007 8:05 pm
by Ron T. Storm
Where she flies

She flies through the sky,
Like an eagle so high,
Looking for the promises made once to her,
The thoughts perplex her simple feelings,
Her emotion drained in her wishing well.
She feels her foolish life ain?t been so swell.
Concoction, solution, embryonic feelings,
A soul is in this town full of meaning.
A death to herself and all around.

Her body laid to rest before her mind has gone,
Oh why Oh Why her restlessness,
Her mortal shell,
Her feelings of pity aren?t so great,
To those around her. .

Added/Created Aug 05, 2007
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