Blues

By Babyblue, published Oct 04, 2007
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It is a but minute that feels like an hour

When loneliness descends and drapes her cloudy veil.

Glances of intimate strangers,

Who moments ago were friends,

Hurt.

A crystal teardrop falls to trace a meaningful path

Hinting at raging sadness bound and confined within.

Smiles of joyful crowds,

Roam lost in blind silence,

Pain.

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Wow, that's really good, I could feel the sadness of it.

Posted on 10/07/2007 at 12:10:00 PM

 
Gorgeous poem. Sad, but wonderful.

Posted on 10/05/2007 at 6:10:00 AM

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