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Whispering Winds

January 10, 2014
By Anonymous

The smell of scented candles,
filled the room in many ways.
While looking outside the window,
white flakes filled the streets.
While I am filling up with dismay.
Thoughts filling up in my mind,
wondering when this day will end.
When will the comments stop,
the little voices in my head.
Stop doing this to yourself,
you will only hurt yourself in the end.

But when will the end be?
One can not tell.
Only one man knows,
and he is far away from hell.
Thoughts filled with lust, and anger.
Willing to putt my hands together,
saying lines in my head.
A prayer you may call it,
talking to the man who can solve
all of life's mistakes and bends.



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