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I Can Hear the Earth Calling Me To Her Tears

can you feel it the wind that stream through your hair what cause the earth to spin, what cause the earth to cry why can't i find the courage to speak when it stops when can't you see it the tides turning the wells drawing in how can a soul keep going on what suppose to be the most perfect place what is this ramble which comes from a is leveled head this nonsense can you see it now the tears are coming they flow down like a river i can finally see how the pain is the rain and earth is what hurting i can feel it i can feel the hurt that when the rain comes i can feel it it hurts so much nothing is worth it anymore thought nothing else makes sense walking spinning me and the earth bear the guilt of everything now i walk with everything on my shoulder all the hurt the blame the pain nothing more can be said nothing more can be done as the rains falls against my bedroom window i follow in it step and i cry until it let me drift away into the world were pain has no meaning that where I'll go but until the earth cries until the sun rises and everything as it was before at least until the rain returns.
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Brown Avatar
May 10, 2012 at 11:03 AM
Congratulations on your placement in Tracie's "A New World" contest Marcedies. Love, Carol
Quigley Avatar
May 10, 2012 at 8:32 AM
Congratulations on your well deserved win Mardedies
Williams Avatar
May 10, 2012 at 7:15 AM
mardedies congrats on yoru win..David
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May 10, 2012 at 6:34 AM
Congratulations on your winning piece Marcedies xx
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