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Dawn Michelle

(8/3/91 / Van Nuys, California)

Below the Boundaries


And the lights spin in front of my eyes.
Nothing is really clear.
Every sound is now inaudible
Yet every sound I hold dear
Running through the maze of life
The sun has turned to black
The sky is no longer my safe haven
Now all my thoughts turn back
Uneven lines and bumpy roads
Misconceptions fill this world
My mind works quickly with this air
Eyes no longer see the cold
the stars burst
the light vanishes
I feel warmth
and I smile, content at last

Submitted: Friday, October 06, 2006
Edited: Wednesday, October 13, 2010
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  • Roy Storey (10/7/2006 2:52:00 PM)

    What boundaries there are none only the ones we make, nice poem take care Roy. (Report) Reply

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