SeraphA Poem by GustyMoon
Things to see, ways to feel, I hope this bitter sweet is worth the
taste. I resist the descent through wisdom, a safe bet when you no longer embrace. good intentions and foresight that evades tattered dreams. Am I falling or flying or being pulled apart at the seams. To sit back,or walk away its all the same, despite tragic moments when true love is declaimed. we reach out so far that we fall, bring me back to solid ground where I feel in control. This time I'll float or make wings from anchors. © 2010 GustyMoon |
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Added on August 31, 2010 Last Updated on August 31, 2010 |