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Post by The Brutal Immortal on Apr 18, 2007 20:31:39 GMT -6
I am a wisher, a writer of tales I wonder why time seems to pass us by I hear the secrets whispered on the wind I see the truth hidden behind the smiles I want to take away the pain of others. I am a wisher, a writer of tales
I pretend the pain I feel isn’t there I feel others problems lying in my head I touch the souls of the broken hearted I worry about the loss of a friend. I cry when I discover your lies I am a wisher, a writer of tales
I understand why people keep pains hidden I say we need to end our suffering I dream about reaching out to help I try to be nothing I am not I hope one day to discover the truth I am a wisher, a writer of tales
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Post by NotSoPerfect on May 4, 2007 12:19:36 GMT -6
I am a wisher, a writer of tales I really like that line, I think it's something that most of us on here feel. Nice job with this one. Sorry I'm not offering much criticism... just kind of going with the flow today... but I liked that.
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Post by The Brutal Immortal on May 6, 2007 20:05:56 GMT -6
thanks, i entered this in a national contest because it had to be under 20 lines, and i couldnt enter my good poems. thanks for the feedback on it.
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