On My FeetA Poem by MarlenaPull me back from the nightmares beneath my memories.I shake my head and start to scream your hands on my face pulling my back from the nightmares beneath my memories to reality it seems to you, and your soft and gentle voice "Come back to me, honey." Will I?
Blindly reaching through a thick haze of darkness and strange senses I feel your hand and you grasp mine and you pull
and I stand on my feet again. © 2009 MarlenaAuthor's Note
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6 Reviews Added on August 21, 2009 Last Updated on August 21, 2009 AuthorMarlenaNYAbout-What's there to know? It's obvious why I'm here, that's all you need to get it.- more..Writing
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