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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Two souls searching ? Inspired by a writing from my sixteen year old Daughter This old man, sits in the shadows of his life’s plan, this fading shadow, of what once was a man !, who’s life’s colours, his aura are not but shades of gray that come in, and seem to fill his every day. And then, black shades he doth find in the troubled shadows, in the mind of his youngest, his black haired beauty, his ever growing all knowing, big cutie who’s mold is told, as it sets sound, after all the rules have been laid down for this, my dark haired child who’s dark soul seems so wild with rage, her soul locked in a cage, and there seems to be no turning the page. That book needs to be found, her soul, her spirit set free, to know that beautiful sound, find inner peace, let herself be. Escape the clutches of doom, find peace and know just how easy it is to release, from the deep recesses of her troubled mind, all she looks for but never seems to find. That place where she may set free the flames, get out and get away from the games, be strong my Dear, and put the fires out with such glee, be free, and shout. B. J. “A” 2 February 27th 2001 Lost in a strange Space A writing by my youngest Daughter, about a painting she had done of herself. In honest god truth, I could not really explain, to you all, what is going on in this painting. What I can tell you is, the title explains a lot, because a lot of the time, I am lost in a strange space, that is so indescribable that I’m not going to try. The flame I’m holding in my heart represents all the anger and frustration I hold inside me, in fear of letting it out, may lead to destruction of myself. My face is black because a lot of the time I feel I have no real appearance, just a mind. The faint yellow around me represents what little faith I have in my body. If I could explain, to whom is reading this, all of what is going on inside my mind I would, but I can’t, and all I know, of what is keeping me alive, is the love I feel for a few people, and the love they return . By Melanie Atfield .
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