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Poetry
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Alone by Brenda Cook You look at me, but do not see The person who’s deep within, I look at you, but can not guess Of the dreamer in your breast We walk this dark Earth far apart Fearful to show our souls So alone and lost and crying, But no one else can see, How lonely and afraid we are In a people crowded sea.
Is there anybody out there Who can see behind the eyes? Can interpret cries of anguish And still silent screams of pain. Can someone touch our restless mind And show it perfect peace. We live our lives and wear our masks To keep ourselves detached Not venturing on to bridges built In case they all collapse?
Will you take a risk and chance it You could end your lonely life If you reveal your fortress soul And allow our Lord God in Just trust enough and open doors And let the light flood in. What can be lost by taking risks Start being who you are Surprise yourself and you will find An encounter of true minds |
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Last Updated on Monday, 30 June 2008 15:11 |