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Shadows Cling To Me

great cyclops of fire you who keeps the horizon far out of my reach no closer than yesterday not nearer me tomorrow a symbol of hope I find no truth in those words you leave me each night drowning yourself in the sea leaving me cold and alone in chill of darkness no refuge from my despair shadows cling to me abandoned, my hope is dead don't shine on me in the morn'
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Godwin Avatar
February 26, 2016 at 8:35 PM
Deep, emotional and touching - you reached out to grab emotion and succeeded ... CayCay
Lane Avatar
February 27, 2016 at 4:45 AM
Thanks, CayCay.
Warrior Avatar
February 26, 2016 at 12:36 PM
May all your shadows be lifted and replaced with brilliant sunshine... "Now is the (spring) of our discontent..." lol... sad but beautiful write Lin...with admiration...^WW^
Lane Avatar
February 26, 2016 at 12:41 PM
I no longer live under the shadows of discontent, WW, once I allowed the sun to shine on me, hope was renewed. A little early to shed the Winter of discontent, but I'm ready for it. Love your humor. Thanks for a charming comment.
Pinet Avatar
February 26, 2016 at 10:36 AM
The shell of dark that surrounds the author’s words acts as a cocoon protecting the writer from the words. Full of emotion that rips into both mind and heart and leaves its mark. Good work. Emile. #7
Lane Avatar
February 26, 2016 at 12:22 PM
I enjoyed reading your assessment on this one, Emile. Nicely done and thank you for your generous comment and rating.
Tudor Avatar
February 26, 2016 at 10:00 AM
Descriptively beautiful and yet simultaneously sad, always a touching combination...you have done both proud. J.
Lane Avatar
February 26, 2016 at 10:09 AM
What very nice comments, J. I really appreciate them.
Neels Avatar
February 26, 2016 at 6:46 AM
Lin you bring the state of despair across brilliantly in this write.. love the picture you have added as well :)
Lane Avatar
February 26, 2016 at 7:36 AM
Thank you, Wilma. What kind comments you've given me.
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