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[aid] => mick
[title] => Wounds and Shards
[time] => 2005-03-27 18:44:59
[hometext] => Okay, not sure, this is my fist poem on this sight, but one of the most recent i have written, umm...its basically about making it through hard stuff, or trying to at least
[bodytext] => Wandering along a dark land Seeing pain,, anguish, anger, destruction All hope seemingly lost Colors are non-existant Grays, Blacks No light shines through The joy Felt as a child, No worries, only love Seems to have been a dream A dream lying shattered on the floor Among so many others like it Dreams of life Dreams of love Dreams of happiness Dreams of good ... Picking up the Shattered pieces A lost hope For every time a dream shatters A shard cuts into me Wounding me So many wounds None have had time to mend For as one dream shatters Another begins to fall As I run to save it I trip over past shards of dreams .... As I bend to try to pick up the shards I see a new image I look down And reflecting in the broken dreams Is a face A loving face One come to help me Taking me aside He tends to my wounds And for a second, A hue of color is visible In this being's face The humble face Shown to the one who loves him most Picking up the pieces Lost dreams, lost hopes All is no longer lost But found in the humble face of the stranger [comments] => 1 [counter] => 208 [topic] => 28 [informant] => Eterno_Vittima [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Patriotic )
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