The Final BowA Poem by Tarry FranckA rumble below our feet Rain begins to pour heavily Such power it carries We can't help but feel, The static energy in the air Is it the perfect time to undress our emotions Free us from this bondage And since we are sheltered within Shed light on the darkness, do we dare, I question though, do we expose The truths of our past Or let them lay dormant And take an oath to never again ask, Maybe they are better left unsaid Should we expose everything Or leave them to run their course What do you think, For fear of rage We allow them to take their final bow Never to look back Upon our past life's stage.
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Added on December 14, 2012Last Updated on December 14, 2012 AuthorTarry FranckLA, United States Minor Outlying IslandsAboutOnce upon life...there was time more..Writing
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