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A Special Note

Contributed by FairyFireFly on Tuesday, 30th August 2005 @ 08:23:16 PM in AEST
Topic: oops

When I saw the face of grace and i touched it once i felt the love of whom it maybe likely never to feel again the way i did this time.I love the faded memory the warmth of imagining being close to home.I Know in the end i will be home.Take a piece and throw it to the wind and watch it shatter.The gentile breeze that hold it isn't all such a flatter. When its here no pain will be gained but a lovely light that is true warmth true light of something worth more then gold.Its almost more then I can grasp with a closed fist.Take me away i spend all my day and think of it as happily gone.Made with everything and more of what i will know tomorrow that will taken in with the deepest of this life.Take a rose hold it close the memories not only in the rose itself but the thorns as well.Blow a kiss to the wind and i will rain.I love the sun but take it and don't run for its not nearly as much fun. It will dry your tears and all of your fears to the end.Even if the memories wont bend.Take the sour memories hide them in a box lock it up tight its not worth all of the fight.But Love is what will glow this is what you need to know.I will see you in the paradise of one dream of the un awakening.

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Re: A Special Note (User Rating: 1 )
by Cupid on Tuesday, 30th August 2005 @ 09:49:24 PM AEST
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FairyFireFly, you amaze me. This is a FANTASTIC poem you've created here.
It reminds me much of a poem of mine called 'That Little Voice.'
You can find it on my poem page.
Again, GREAT poem. Love it to bits.
Keep on writing, FairyFireFly!

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