Lost souls claim the barren land,
and tortured spritis dwell within,
tender clouds cover the desert sand,
all sealed within an endless dream.
The river of life flows freely on,
and runs through each and every stream
bringing life to the sad and forlorn,
bringing life inside the secret dream.
The winds of change blew in a rhythm,
unknown to man;
and bring news from a far kingdom,
news of an age-old friend.
The sea gull flies over the sea,
bound towards a sorrowful path,
but caught up with the breeze of destiny
and lost forever in Poseidon's wrath.
One day a lucky one might discover,
that spring, summer, fall or winter;
under the watchful eyes of the moon,
the dream just ended a moment too soon.
i only can hope that someday sometime that someone will notice this nobody and
just hope that she will forever be that ONE.....thats is a dream which may never come true....
Friday, November 28, 2008
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