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N.A.D.
Running away I hear your words, piercing straight through to my soul.
Faster I fall, down and dark, where it is so quiet and cold.
This place is mine, I call it my own.
This place is mine, it is no home.
Through the distance and shadowed mind
I reach for help and you I find.
Faster I fall, down and dark, where it is so quiet and cold.
This place is mine, I call it my own.
This place is mine, it is no home.
Through the distance and shadowed mind
I reach for help and you I find.
Published 12th Jan 2012
| Edited 8th Apr 2012
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12th Jan 2012 6:52am
Anonymous
- Edited 12th Jan 2012 2:42pm
12th Jan 2012 2:41pm
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I like your poetic mind, and these two first pieces are but just a temptation of whats to come... I am sure.
Well done on this.
A note: If you looking for things to work on to perfect your very talented work, study...line breaks.
Blue Skies to you
Al .
I like your poetic mind, and these two first pieces are but just a temptation of whats to come... I am sure.
Well done on this.
A note: If you looking for things to work on to perfect your very talented work, study...line breaks.
Blue Skies to you
Al .
