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 May 4 2006, 06:38 PM
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 Koorime  Group: Member Posts: 153 Joined: Sep 2005 Member No: 237,135  |
Hiding from the world
In my own private sanctuary, I'm sitting in a quiet garden It's my private place. The dark sky looming overhead Is lessened by the Glow of the full moon. It twinkles brightly And it seems like It’s trying to lift my spirits. Its not helping A veil of sadness hangs around me My eyes have lost their Usual luster. My voice has lost its Usual happiness. I’m not feeling as lucky as My name really means. And I’m not feeling as beautiful as the moon. I sigh in sadness And kick my feet against the ground My heart is in another place It soars just above the bright blue sea Then dives straight into it. |
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May 5 2006, 11:13 AM
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 I love Havasupai Group: Member Posts: 1,040 Joined: Jul 2005 Member No: 163,878 |
The simplicity of this work is quite effective. The steely shroud of darkness that envelops the thoughts of this person is quite haunting. I equate the ending to a free-fall from purgatory to the depths of hell.
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