SuicideA Poem by Lourisa
Far off-shore in the dense dark night
a small boat's sailing forth through storms and stars and scattered hopes to the Dying Lands up north. The storm soon pass a silence fell the small boat's sailing by For broken dreams and scattered hopes' a deadly lullaby. The Land's in sight, a calm embrace as day makes way for night At journey's end can't comprehend the darkness' radiant light. © 2013 LourisaAuthor's Note
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13 Reviews Added on May 4, 2011 Last Updated on July 2, 2013 AuthorLourisaParaparaumu Beach, Wellington, New ZealandAbout"If you are a dreamer come in If you are a dreamer a wisher a liar A hoper a prayer a magic-bean-buyer If youre a pretender come sit by my fire For we have some flax golden tales to spin Com.. more..Writing
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