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A Poem by Zachary Craig

Questionable actions placed forth by demanding insecurities

From a simple gesture that remains unseen

Hopeful

Rejuvinated

For which you had made me

Nights are long,

Days lost, I have never seen

Washed away from seas

Shores cursing upon me

Tireless

Uneasy

Seemingly drowned with appaling authority

An evening filled with mirthful communications

Uplifted myself through the shadows that trail

Your kindness had meant plenty to me

Genuine

Elegant

Followed by feelings I felt had failed

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Added on May 7, 2011
Last Updated on May 7, 2011

Hello, I am a full time student working on my bachelors in English at the moment. I have always enjoyed writing and hope to progress everyday. more..

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