March 9, 2010
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All but a breath,
soft tears and sound,
nigh, though by fear,
sleep be unfound.

Upon a bed, sweet ice;
cold in despair,
young voices unbroken,
hope through a prayer.

False beauty, and pain,
in the night alone,
all but told lies,
and truth be unknown.

Amid the darkness
thoughts claim flight,
upon a pillow rest,
finding no peace tonight.

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sleeplessdreamer said...
Jul. 4, 2010 at 1:23 pm

This is really beautiful and a great example of how rhyming can be used correctly and beautifully in order to help the flow and have more of an emotional punch. I really enjoyed this, very unique style.

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