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Good Days and Bad
Contributed by
brasco
on
Saturday, 6th January 2007 @ 12:04:11 PM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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There are days that dwell in the darkness of cellars
Where horrid things scurry about in silence
Fleeing from the crack of light peeking under locked doors
Where cold damp floors chill brittle bones
And sleep comes from exhaustion
Only to be plagued by nightmares
Then there are bright days that dwell in secret gardens
Where flower buds open and humming birds hover
Where the sun gives warmth
And the grass is soft
Where lazy bodies rest and heavy eye lids close
And sweet dreams are dreamt
Copyright ©
brasco
... [
2007-01-06 12:04:11] (Date/Time posted on
site)
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