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My heart grows cold,
The sky turns gray, It seems it every day. A spiral of sin, Making hope thin. Is there a way, Through this dusty haze, Perhaps searching the wrong ways. Wishing to turn back, As the sun turns black. Young voices say hope is near, I do not fear, As I pray the light draws near, And so I cry, For hope is here. |
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Very good!
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thanks this is my first.
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I am usually not one for the writing posts, but I pop in and read every now and then. This one hit a few nails for me.
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Nice write, carnie
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Edited by
carnie
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Wed 08/27/08 07:09 PM
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Thanks everyone very much. And Im glad that it meant something to you.
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