laceA Poem by josephine dinnairhow giving stength to others makes you wholespirited with fire flourishing over green sea here labour at depths under me sire son, world rocked then betrayed smashed chairs and dreams which i cover in lace a commical inevitable union sanctury and core destroyed you turn to me my hand cannot reach far enough it touches unable to grasp my lace so strong yet not wide enough to prevent or soften plunge horror of violated innocence different lands they fight the poison with crowds of adoration unfair reward for pure genius contribution claw back chipping up the crevice to flourishing over green sea now i see you, watch your utter splendor, i beg cover me in lace, as i need to breathe
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2 Reviews Added on March 7, 2010 Last Updated on March 7, 2010 Authorjosephine dinnairlondon, notting hill, United KingdomAbouti am 35 and have just developed a desire to start writing and would value any comments on my scribblings x My mind rebels at stagnation. Give me problems; give me work. Give me the most abstruse.. more..Writing
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