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Location: the US
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 Posted: Thu Aug 05, 2004 10:51 am Post subject: poems |
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Read my poem and tell me what you think i dont really like this 1 as much.......
She only wanted freedom
from what she felt were putet
strings,
To fly with a passing soaring
egale so high in the sky
looking like a speck of life as it
plumetes back to earth,
To have no limets to her
boundries,
To never again feel fenced
in with her over wellming
desier,
On her evening walks
she strolled,
Watching the childern
some young and some old,
Laughing with laughter,
But only staying were they were told,
She prayed to god every night,
to maybe hopefully give a flightfilled night,
She looked out her window evrey morn and
every eva,
Whiping her tears on an old sattin sleeve,
She pittied every blade of grass,
every flower and seed,
For she knew they would never feel the need,
The need to be free,
But she awoke on dusk and dreerie
morn,
Her nightgown soaked in her
tears,
It was finally clear that god had answered
her after all these years,
And she was yet still unhappy.
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My brother David 
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