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My Favorite Spot
By ArcticWolf999
I'm running through the night, slipping away on the winds of my hopes to
a better day. I lye in a field filled with doubt. Sorrow filling the clouds
until the tears pour out. The rain runs down my skin and touches the ground.
Feeding the flowers that make you believe its a field of dreams. Looking
into the sky I see who I am drifting away. Loseing myself in what could
have been. Forgetting myself.
Drifting into it's destructive trance. Getting lost in the stars.
I came here to think. To clear my mind of a stressful burden on my shoulders.
For the love of my sanity, I can't remeber what that was.
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Copyright 2011 ArcticWolf999
Published on Saturday, March 12, 2011.
Filed under:
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Author's Note:
Its my favorite place to be.Comments on "My Favorite Spot"
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On Monday, March 21, 2011, lupus tenebrae
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wrote:
I have a place like that too, almost like a private oasis. So close to the river I can smell the algae, the wind soothing my every pore. Too bad it's flooded now, nicely written.
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A former member wrote:
....This took my breath away....
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A former member wrote:
wonderfull!!!!!
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