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THE WINDS SLAVE....
Contributed by
Mystik
on
Sunday, 21st May 2006 @ 01:16:06 AM in AEST
Topic:
EmotionalPoetry
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THE WINDS SLAVE....................
The winds shall take me
With them where it may
Until the day it sets me free
To go my own blown way
For now it holds me captive
Like a baby in a mother's hold
Grasp's upon my heart
While keeping it icy cold
Whispers lyrics unknown
That I often confuse
As my direction gets blown
Which way-I cannot choose
Calms down to stir again
Constant movement gets me tired
And once sleep does begin
Also too, whats not desired
Blackness in a whirling hole
Endless does it seem
Instantly loosing the last of control
Then I realize it's not a dream
Angrily, I shout in mute
Nothing even comes out
If I had a gun to shoot
I would, for useless is my shout
People I know pass me by
I extend an arm to reach
But now I no longer try
For it's as useless as my speech
In blundered solitude I await
To be banished away and taken
By the hands of my fate
To never blow in the wind again.
By, Mystik/ Brieanna :)
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Mystik
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2006-05-21 01:16:06] (Date/Time posted on
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