Scream.

Scream.

A Poem by We are young.

I dance in a meadow of sorrow.

I scream.

Behind the meadow.

There is a happiness stream.

The brillant waters.

A turquoise shine.

It's in my reach.

But it can never be mine....

 

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© 2009 We are young.


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Tjis is such a beautiful poem. I can feel the pain, and relate to it. Good job.

Posted 15 Years Ago


There is such a deep beauty here... a longing that is just out of reach... Your words bring alive a place so full of peace, yet reveal such painful restraints. Amazing poem. I read it over and over...

Posted 15 Years Ago



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Added on October 4, 2009
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We are young.
We are young.

Peace Love Unity Respect, WA



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I'm not going to same I'm not average, Because I am. I dance in the rain and make sick jokes. I'm not a person who speaks out or who states her opinion. I can be the calmest person when i want to, or .. more..

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