Why can't that be me.
Sitting there catching dreams.
One after another.
A place to rest my head.
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If bird thinks it not a bird, i am sure that bird will never able to fly...trust yourself, you do have strength and even we dont, recreate ourselves, rebrand our life..you will see that you are beyond than what you are thinking now_Soul
Hmmmm, interesting original poem thru everything it all came right after that fall...The build up thru the poem wasexcellent...regards
creature of loneliness, good one, thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.
Dear Poet ABH, you describes a part of the sorrows of our souls. Only part because it has more. Then, you Poet, are not alone in that darkness.