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    I spin in circles all day long.
    Yet still I hear that song.
    With drums beating in the air.
    Fire's light flickering as I stare.
    The pain of darkness draws me near.
    With no escape to quail my fear.
    Sacred chanting fill the space.
    Save me from the inhuman race.
    And now I watch you from above.
    Living in death a life without love.
    It wasn't just my body you stole.
    And now it is you who must pay the toll.
    In this tormented darkness I find my worth.
    From the womb of the earth
    I find rebirth.
    You alone must atone for your sins.
    In a world of pain no one wins.
    As sacred sunlight fills the air.
    I find my freedom no more despair.
    In that wretched darkness you dwell still.
    But no longer can you break my will.
    Yes you tore my world apart.
    But you will never take my heart.

    This is dedicated to a person in my past who tried to mentally end my life before it began.
    sigpic<--- I'm not Short I'm fun sized.
    When life gives you lemons throw them back and tell it to make its' own ******* (fill in the blank) lemon aid.

    Sometimes the cup is have empty, Sometimes it is half full. I just want to know who keeps drinking my .

  • #2
    Originally posted by silvermoon2012 View Post
    I spin in circles all day long.
    Yet still I hear that song.
    With drums beating in the air.
    Fire's light flickering as I stare.
    The pain of darkness draws me near.
    With no escape to quail my fear.
    Sacred chanting fill the space.
    Save me from the inhuman race.
    And now I watch you from above.
    Living in death a life without love.
    It wasn't just my body you stole.
    And now it is you who must pay the toll.
    In this tormented darkness I find my worth.
    From the womb of the earth
    I find rebirth.
    You alone must atone for your sins.
    In a world of pain no one wins.
    As sacred sunlight fills the air.
    I find my freedom no more despair.
    In that wretched darkness you dwell still.
    But no longer can you break my will.
    Yes you tore my world apart.
    But you will never take my heart.

    This is dedicated to a person in my past who tried to mentally end my life before it began.

    Good poem! We are only given trials in life that we can endure, those we are given only make us stronger!

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    • #3
      It is good to find a release for some fustration. I am glad you liked it.
      sigpic<--- I'm not Short I'm fun sized.
      When life gives you lemons throw them back and tell it to make its' own ******* (fill in the blank) lemon aid.

      Sometimes the cup is have empty, Sometimes it is half full. I just want to know who keeps drinking my .

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      • #4
        Good poem. Well-written.
        Make sure to post on the books thread http://www.powwows.com/gathering/showthread.php?t=62514

        And look, a Stitch smiley!

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        • #5
          Thank you. I love to write and it has been a while
          sigpic<--- I'm not Short I'm fun sized.
          When life gives you lemons throw them back and tell it to make its' own ******* (fill in the blank) lemon aid.

          Sometimes the cup is have empty, Sometimes it is half full. I just want to know who keeps drinking my .

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          • #6
            i liked it.
            Last edited by Chevy_truckin_NDN; 03-06-2012, 06:10 PM. Reason: i found the title!
            sigpic This is how I dance when your standing next to me...

            "Cry 'Havoc' and let slip the Dogs of War..."

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            • #7
              Thank you I love the freedom of writing. It can give not just you but those around you a glimpse into your soul that might not be seen.
              sigpic<--- I'm not Short I'm fun sized.
              When life gives you lemons throw them back and tell it to make its' own ******* (fill in the blank) lemon aid.

              Sometimes the cup is have empty, Sometimes it is half full. I just want to know who keeps drinking my .

              Comment

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