March 25, 2009
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I slept in the rain as twilight came,
I trekked muddy fields in the summer heat, and
I caught cold in the winter, shivering as I withdrew within myself

With each step, my mark is left
A footprint that tells the depth
Of an eternal sorrow
And no trace of happiness

Yet I drag my feet forward
In this black and white world
Where the slightest color is extinguished
Long before it may bloom

I have been torn to pieces
And scattered like a paper in the wind
Released to never come together again

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beccaboo8736 said...
Apr. 6, 2009 at 3:15 am
This poem is unique. It has its flaws but it gets the point across of what the author is trying to say
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