Dusty remindersA Poem by TrishaAs I look around me I realize how much I've let myself go Webs of grey fill my walls as I sit asborbing my woes my arms so pale, my eyes tired and red my heart beat is weak but I am not dead my dreams sit upon my fireplace, a dusty reminder of my inner call A spirit that cries out through my hunger pangs....... feed me I am weary and alone
© 2008 TrishaAuthor's Note
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5 Reviews Added on February 18, 2008 Last Updated on February 28, 2008 AuthorTrishaWhispering Winds, IDAboutI am a free spirit who loves to write, take pictures and explore into the depths of emotion and Nature. I'm a romantic and I love to experience love in its fullness, through all types of people. Natu.. more..Writing
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