Stolen Moments

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  • Life
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  • Death
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  • Philosophy

    Stolen Moments
    Black rose petals tumble down

    Crimson snowflakes float around

    Gentle rain falls from eyes

    Time flies by upon the wind


    Pain so deep the wounds are hollow

    Life's blood waters black ground

    As eternity stands haltingly still

    The moments pass to forever's embrace


    Wrath's night gaze so cool and dark

    Warms things eep within

    Tis a shame that in Life's game

    Death is the richest player

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    Hampton commented on Stolen Moments

    01-02-2010

    A wonderful poem with a simple yet hard hitting message.
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    CelesteNight

    01/02/2010

    Thank you. i try I hope youll Like my others as well

    Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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