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  • Sadness

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     Days turns into nights without the soothing whisper of the words goodnight. Tear stained pillows are the only capanion you find comfort in.The still,darkness which surrounds you leaves you feeling as if you've falling into a bottomless pit, suffocating from untold pain wishing love would intervene. You've heard prayer changes things so today you bow and pray for a light to shine your way.......

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    wolfie1989 commented on Untitleed

    11-02-2009

    enjoy the mind of those who has vision and imagination.

    Poetry is what gets lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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