Encounter The Lost

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Encounter The Lost

The No Trespassing sign is long gone,... that forlorn looking face is drawn, time to move on, sorrows fade, the shadow is broken forever....now as I come to my senses, I know I mended the broken fences, you'll gain a new place, a rousing grace to be fulfilled, finely woven,..honestly spoken.

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ivecute77 commented on Encounter The Lost

11-19-2008

short but i like it, great work

Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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