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by Beautiful Chaos Aug 21, 2007 category : Life, society / other
Drunken nights which call you back, As you're fading into dream, The smell of youth within the black, The laugh inside the scream. Floating through a mystic haze, Touching what can't be, Blinded by the light of day, Believing all you see. Scrapes and bruises on your soul, In time you made it through, You didn't always have control, Though your words were always true. Mother, sister and best friend, All roles you're glad to play, Trying hard until the end, To say all you can say. Memories of lessons learned, Thoughts of what has passed, All the bridges which were burned, Shall come both slow and fast. Some shall linger in your mind, Others lost to time, Some you have to search to find, Mountains you must climb.
by Sam Azam
Well written. Another poem of yours which I found to be of very high quality. 5/5 Sam
by Sarah
Beauitfully penned poem..wonderful..