May 29, 2009
By JChang504 BRONZE, Katonah, New York
JChang504 BRONZE, Katonah, New York
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Favorite Quote:
"The mind is not a vessel to be filled but a fire to be kindled." - Plutarch

He was a fool
And she was blind.

Yet to them
It was perfect.

They sang songs
Whispered prayers.

Stars lit the countless nights
Spent believing:

All was golden
Nothing could spoil.

They were wrong.

The dauntless dream shattered
The faultless fantasy was flawed.

Tears spilled
Hearts pleaded,


Here was a thing
That had been right.

Now the music was stopped
The songbirds fell silent.

Sorrow filled
All the space of their minds
And love

Was still in their hearts.

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