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Deathbed Memories

Deathbed Memories

Dull skies have never been so bright
Since the rain, it seems of yesterday
When in loneliness, I would stride
Towards a dream that had no place
And all I remember, I can never feel
The one I was, not long ago
Somewhere lost inside of me
The one I yearn again to know
A tormented child, obsessed with the promise of life
Yet weary of its dim decline
The recurring relapse, opposing chance
When I would relent from what I knew could never last
As days shone to disappear
Before the hollow sleep of night
And I wallow slowly fading as I sink below
In sorrow's stillborn chamber, I had sown
A dream without awakening; a life alone
And I'm still trapped in time

 

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Marion

What is it we yearn for Ian, I'm still puzzling...hugs?

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Ian William

Thank you again Marion! I'm truly grateful for your generous feedback! I only seem to yearn for what I may never regain.

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Bernadete van d...

Hi Ian, the other day I found another treasure among your writings,
I want to let you know how fabulous this is. 
Warm wishes,   B 

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Ian William

Thank you again Bernadete. Your feedback both inspires and encourages me.

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