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Sat 26 Mar, 2005 09:22 pm
Shadows fill the air,
With despair and pain,
Singing their songs of the past regained,
Distained,
Retrained,
To feel nothing,
Be nothing,
A being of smothered beauty,
Under a veil of laughter.. a young girl crys..
She soon flys..sighing...
She waits for a sign for everything to be ok again,
To give her the strength to regain control of her life,
Days pass in time,
Months turn into years,
Finally a sign...a negligible ripple in time,
Laughter fills the air yet again,
The past retrained to be unseen,
It has been foreseen by the young girl,
She has braced for the impact of pain..tears..laughter.
The past has not beat her, she will not let it.
A new radiance has began to shine through a tattered and torn soul...