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Stained Glass
Contributed by
DreamDancer78
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Monday, 30th January 2012 @ 08:01:01 PM in AEST
Topic:
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In my soul there is a window of stained glass.
It is but the reflection of all that has come to pass.
When you came to me on the heels of the fire,
in a summer of nothing, and great desire.
We departed with uncertainty, but do we meet with the same?
Are we more sure now, or must we still play the game?
Is your mind your own, or is it off somewhere playing?
Is your heart speaking, and can you hear what its saying?
For the music lied, and I just knew it was sincere.
For the unknowing of most is my hearts deepest fear.
These are my only inquisitions in the quiet repose of the night.
When mind takes rest, and heart takes flight.
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2012-01-30 20:01:01]
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Re: Stained Glass
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by MissTeenSuicide on
Tuesday, 31st January 2012 @ 04:13:48 AM AEST
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Wow quite captivating!
I really enjoyed reading this, you conveyed emotion very well and I quite like the imagery! :) |
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Re: Stained Glass
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by lostrelic on
Tuesday, 31st January 2012 @ 09:33:42 AM AEST
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| I loved this stanza "These are my only inquisitions in the quiet repose of the night" great write and thank you for sharing this with us. |
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