![]() End of the LineA Poem by OctoberDawnStill lays the stop, silence maintains... pursued by the promise, betrayed by the clock. A memory fading as time would demand, A books concluded chapter, closed in my hand. An ethereal light seen far in the distance A gap whose gamut is covered quickly with ease. Closing of doors, the metaphors irony ends, Wait for the stop and parting of friends. Still lays the stop, but still something remains...
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Added on September 27, 2012 Last Updated on September 27, 2012 Author![]() OctoberDawnCOAboutMy name is Criss Hill, I'm 20 and I'm from Colorado. I don't so much consciously write poetry as my heart takes control of my pen and urges me to capture a pale fragment of the beauty and heartbreak o.. more..Writing
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