perhaps it lacks the courage to pause
and the doors slam
and the wind blows
The papers rattle
and the swings move
and the lights glow
and the wind blows
And the whispers fade
and the dew forms
and the dreams die
and the keys turn
and still
the wind blows
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Written on 2010-09-11 at 18:53
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The Wind
The wind blowsand the doors slam
and the wind blows
The papers rattle
and the swings move
and the lights glow
and the wind blows
And the whispers fade
and the dew forms
and the dreams die
and the keys turn
and still
the wind blows
Poetry by Aurora
Read 918 times
Written on 2010-09-11 at 18:53
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