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The Dark Prison

The dark closes in while the smoke chockes the air. Trees stand gaurd, and the rivers feed life. The eyes of the forest see deep in to my soul. Is there no repreve from this prison I am bound to? No light shines through to giude my way. Please let me feel a soft touch or a wisper in my ear. Is their no one that can save me from this prison I have made? My Dark secrets are the shackles that bind me. If only their was some one to help guide my way.

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Permalink Reply by Carabella on May 9, 2009 at 10:52am

beautiful! "the eyes of the forest see deep into my soul" that is my favorite line. you are really gifted!

Permalink Reply by DIRTY BISHOP on May 9, 2009 at 11:44am

ty im not that gifted i just kind of pulled it out with out thinking just kind of came to me

Permalink Reply by Carabella on May 10, 2009 at 7:44am

indeed....to me that is a true gift. expressing yourself through the power of words whether written or spoken is a gift to me. you are capable of this, and to me you are gifted. :) embrace it.