Array ( [sid] => 184902 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Over [time] => 2018-02-27 05:09:52 [hometext] => [bodytext] => I held my head too high;
made it a home
in the drifting clouds,
but the rain came
all too soon;
and now I fall to earth
soaked in my ignorance.
The lies have lost their power,
leaving me to face the truth.
My worst demons
will always haunt the shadows
of my waking thoughts,
they will always invade my dreams,
and I will always fight
the longing
for their company.
It will never
be over

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Over
Date: Tuesday, 27th February 2018 @ 05:09:52 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: nightwolf
I held my head too high;
made it a home
in the drifting clouds,
but the rain came
all too soon;
and now I fall to earth
soaked in my ignorance.
The lies have lost their power,
leaving me to face the truth.
My worst demons
will always haunt the shadows
of my waking thoughts,
they will always invade my dreams,
and I will always fight
the longing
for their company.
It will never
be over



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