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December 18, 2011
By DreamInTheRain SILVER, Nevada City, California
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DreamInTheRain SILVER, Nevada City, California
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Music, It Runs Through My Veins Like A River, Lyrics Flow To The Beat Of Sound.

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Dreams,
As fragile,
As a new breath upon a cold winter night,
Freezing to the touch,
Yet significant against the white,
Opressing,
Supressing,
Depressing
Me into my square,
Afraid of the death that I will become,
And the life that I will suck out.

© Michelle L., Suffern, NY

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DreamInTheRain SILVER said...
on Mar. 11 2012 at 8:56 am
DreamInTheRain SILVER, Nevada City, California
5 articles 1 photo 27 comments

Favorite Quote:
Music, It Runs Through My Veins Like A River, Lyrics Flow To The Beat Of Sound.

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No problem Im glad I did and thank you!
DreamInTheRain SILVER said...
on Mar. 11 2012 at 8:56 am
DreamInTheRain SILVER, Nevada City, California
5 articles 1 photo 27 comments

Favorite Quote:
Music, It Runs Through My Veins Like A River, Lyrics Flow To The Beat Of Sound.

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No problem Im glad I did and thank you!
DreamInTheRain SILVER said...
on Mar. 11 2012 at 8:56 am
DreamInTheRain SILVER, Nevada City, California
5 articles 1 photo 27 comments

Favorite Quote:
Music, It Runs Through My Veins Like A River, Lyrics Flow To The Beat Of Sound.

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Thank you so much! :3
Writer_Jordan GOLD said...
on Feb. 22 2012 at 6:52 pm
Writer_Jordan GOLD, Ellicott City, Maryland
15 articles 0 photos 182 comments

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All that is gold does not glitter,<br /> Not all those who wander are lost;<br /> The old that is strong does not wither,<br /> Deep roots are not reached by the frost.<br /> From the ashes a fire shall be woken,<br /> A light from the shadows shall spring;<br /> Renewed shall be blade that was broken,<br /> The crownless again shall be king.

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I absolutely love your poetry skills, especially your use of descriptive words. Abundant, but they do not seem to be inserted randomly into your poems like many poets tend to do. Keep writing!!
seaofsorrows GOLD said...
on Feb. 22 2012 at 6:51 pm
seaofsorrows GOLD, Lynnwood, Washington
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Love. A four letter word, short but true. With no hope of being defined. But what&#039;s new? <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> -S. Jordan

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really love how you discribed and contrasted your view of a dream. I really agree with your poem and it brought back memories. I love it! Thanks for inspiring me. :)