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Spirit Set Free...

A sudden shortness of breath,
The clenching of the chest. 
You hear the news fail like you're deaf,
The first thing you want to do is confess. 

A young man's life cut short,
In a foreign country away from family. 
You scream that he needed more,
But atleast his spirit can now roam free. 

A whisper on the wind brings tears,
A breeze full of heat as if it's someone's breath.
You turn quickly to abate your fears,
And find that your all alone all by yourself.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Sweetheart Avatar
September 22, 2010 at 1:01 PM
Enjoyed your creative write Moncie... death is a new beginning to new life... sad overtones in your lines but freedom is precious no matter where or how..luv.. enjoyed...
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September 22, 2010 at 12:07 PM
made the hair stand up on my neck had to check behind myself...well written! Welcome to poetry soup my friend. Check out my poems if you care.
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