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The Great Pretender
 
I danced,

Made happy chatter,

And

Like a bird on wing,

Nestling her young,

I sang a lighthearted melody,

Thinking I was happy.

Now I am as silent as the dark of night;

My feet are molded in clay.

I close my windows to the chirping

Of foolish birds,

Cold reality

Stole my heart's song!

Your death, the major storm in my life,

Roars endlessly...

I'll never be the same!


Midi - Love Bites

Entry for challenge, 'A Major Storm', hosted by deeny107

By Cynthiaapwlts

© 2017 Cynthiaapwlts (All rights reserved)

 

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This Poem is part of a Challenge: - A major storm (challenge has been closed)


This Poem is part of a Challenge: - A major storm (challenge has been closed)


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