Delve

September 14, 2009
By MaralieMidnight GOLD, Ottawa, Other
MaralieMidnight GOLD, Ottawa, Other
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Fall,

Fall,


Fall

I search in empty







streets for





answers

The fierce lights sneer at me



I am lost

Fall,

Fall,


Fall


The author's comments:
This is about having lost something or someone, a friend, a family memeber. It is not necessarily about a death, but it can be about a fallout, getting into an arguement, and the way you feel about it after. ItIt's quite like being sent into glaring lights because the feeling of realization is always, or eventually, immenent.

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