The voices...

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    The voices...

    In darkness we lay,
     in sadness we stay,
     we pray everyday,
    to have the last say,
    The light shall shine through,
     Through darkness through you,
     Though all of us knew there was none left to do...

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    stever commented on The voices...

    01-14-2010

    a lovely truth.sad? maybe..but i love this style..dare you to read some of mine......

    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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