Bones

September 25, 2011
I run, I scream, but yet I cannot escape.
It seems so long, but now I know my fate.
Through the winter's shade,
I begin to fade.
Hopeless flowing through the air,
I lose what is called to share.
I am on my own, alone.
Now, there's nothing left, only bones.





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RisingMomoM.R. said...
Oct. 29, 2011 at 3:54 pm
Oh my gosh AMAZING!!!!!!! lov the writing the meaning and ryming. keep up with the great work and maybe ur dream to always write. You've got talent!!!
 
Sarah.chased replied...
Oct. 30, 2011 at 4:57 am
Thank you so much monique this means a lot to me :) i'll keep writing
 
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