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Special
Contributed by
julesxo
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Monday, 9th May 2011 @ 01:19:36 PM in AEST
Topic:
StoryPoetry
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What kind of place would the world be
Without some regular girls like me?
The larks would still sing, the sun would still shine,
But my special places would no longer be mine.
The quiet music of the stream,
The golden patches of sunbeams
Would anyone have the time to stop and breathe
And catch the scent of the magnolia tree?
There are impossible things I simply can't do
Understand numbers, or signs, or combining the two
But when it's sunny, I'll tilt my face up and smile
while other indoors do things deemed "worthwhile".
If today was penultimate, my very last day
I'd gather the moments that took my breath away
The sound of friends' laughter, the smell of the sea
I'd lock them all up and keep them with me.
I'm not sure who I am, or who I will be,
But Ill come out on top, just you wait and see.
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julesxo
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Re: Special
(User Rating: 1 ) by emystar on
Tuesday, 23rd August 2011 @ 04:34:18 AM AEST (User
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Very beautiful write.
We need more positives writes like this.
Awesome.
blessings,
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