poemranker ::6:02 by corinacorrie

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6:02

by corinacorrie

Member since 2003 · Posted 6 Feb 2003 · 2 comments

From realms of dreams Vivid and peaceful The sudden cold reality hits Tearing down the hopes Of my night?s schemes Tear from the cocoon Frail and unprotected The grey morning sky Sends melancholy messages Of my doom Start the process over Can I fake one more day? A blank stare into a cloudy mirror Will I see it to the end? Die in the others fervor? Step into the cold Exposed and anew Eastern impending daybreak Pushes me further Into suffering untold

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[7] Shardik 6-Feb-03/6:06 PM Reply
A bit chirped... i feel and rushed.
[n/a] corinacorrie › Shardik 6-Feb-03/6:19 PM Reply
um... thanks? care to expand? i just wrote this tonite- i just felt like putting it up here right away...