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by Val Feb 10, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / grieving, loss
I stand within the realm of sleep All around me people weep I walk among them asking why But all they do is look and sigh They stand and chat and be polite Smile and say "it will be alright" I smell the flowers, hear the sound Of music drifting all around It gets so loud, it's so intense No one hears it makes no sense No one seems to hear but me Why can't the smell why can't they see As I look around there faces sad I am confused inside I'm glad A need to shout and sing out loud I feel I'm walking on a cloud I hear my name, it's softly said They smile and whisper, "shame he's dead"
by ~*~MoNiQuE~*~
Wow i love the perspective u used! nice job.