Laughing and crying I stand true
a slave to hope, a slave to you
a slave to pain away from you
laughing and crying I stand true
Often verses swim in my mind
singing of hate of love of truth
singing of love of hate of youth
often verses swim in my mind
The music it changes, transforms
hope echoing in the abyss
The abyss echoing with hope
the music it changes transforms
Laughing and crying I stand true
a slave to hope a slave to you
often verses swim in my mind
singing of hate of love of truth
the music it changes, transforms
hope echoing in the abyss.
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1/12/13
This poem is written in the form Atrina. You can find out about it here-
http://allpoetry.com/contest/2595969-Atrina_a_new_form
