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Tide dreams
When dreams are just distant thoughts,
and your being trembles
from the loss of purpose.
Let me be the hand you'll hold...
After you say your soul Is gone and sold...
Let me be the savior of your dying days,
the rays to your sunshine.
Make me believe your fading fight
will never truly have no might.
Your the brightest star between
The few and far.
You'll truly find happiness when determining
fate dulls and the tide of life ebbs and lulls
you into dreaming once again.
Angelic
Very graceful choice of word, and imagery...the ending is great, actually..so be confident...
Ebb is a great word, one i myself have used before...and it really does paint a lovely picture...a dreamscape. Excellent poetry.
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Thank you so much guys!!
~~~spread your wings and fly, fly, fly...i just wanna fly..."
u have great writing
u have great writing skills.....