Fallen Pieces

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Acquiescence - Poem by Fallen Pieces

Sitting; pondering
Wind against my face
its fingers combing through my hair
You think I'd pick up the pace
But instead I sit; imagining
My troubles dissipate
Emanating the loss & wear
with open arms I race
Simply hoping
Courage to fill my lungs
Numbness to stroke my bones
Speed to muffle the sound
Leaping; I pray
Thy soul to find the sun
Thy body; converted stone
Thy essence succumbed
beneath thy very accession


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, March 4, 2009



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