Stoicism

Stoicism

A Poem by RainbowFlames

the ring of the chime,
i come to thee,
echo in my skill,
be good to me.

the ping of the bell,
i come to thee,
never leave my head,
be good to me.

the peal of the sound,
i come to thee,
pulling me closer,
be good to me.

the break of the silence,
i come to thee,
comforting, yes, yes,
be good to me.

the never ending echo,
i come to thee,
making my chest heavy,
be good to me.

the ring of the chime,
i come to thee,
echo in my skull,
be good to me.

© 2012 RainbowFlames


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Added on August 5, 2012
Last Updated on August 5, 2012