RebirthA Poem by Dana MarieLast night, I awoke. No one else had even made an attempt. And the morning light; my eyes choke. Fluttering lashes, hair unkept- I breathe in the freedom, it tastes like lonliness; Exhale the seclusion, it escapes like homliness. I twist and turn. I try to sleep again. But we never learn. Change is what has been. © 2011 Dana Marie |
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Added on October 11, 2010 Last Updated on January 24, 2011 Author
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