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7/5/2018 7:47:12 AM
Acrostic - Please Critique	Mydearest love, why do you cry in the morning? Are the sharp rays of light hurting your eyes? Remember times when we were young, spry, full of life? Recollections of shadows of yourself, It pains me to watch every day. Are you weary of the morning light, once which brought you Great joy, and optimistic dreams of the future, Exalted excitement on a rainy weekend? Is that all dust in the wind now? Softness that once brought safety and comfort, All you ever yearned for back then, Suffocates you, you grow restless and Cry in the morning light, your tears Are dust suspended in harsh rays, like us. My dearest love, have we made a mistake?
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7/5/2018 7:47:12 AM

Mydearest love, why do you cry in the morning?
Are the sharp rays of light hurting your eyes?
Remember times when we were young, spry, full of life?
Recollections of shadows of yourself,
It pains me to watch every day.
Are you weary of the morning light, once which brought you
Great joy, and optimistic dreams of the future,
Exalted excitement on a rainy weekend?
Is that all dust in the wind now?
Softness that once brought safety and comfort,
All you ever yearned for back then,
Suffocates you, you grow restless and
Cry in the morning light, your tears
Are dust suspended in harsh rays, like us.
My dearest love, have we made a mistake?

pages: 1