He keeps my spirit weak
he has broken my wings
while he beats me down
I am always hoping for peace.
my heart door did linger
while my soul grew weaker,
in late December
moved all the way through September,
this will be something for me to always remember.
sorrows and pains-
has gives me more rain,
into darken dreams, a place I always hear the screams.
- Judy Emery © 1980 The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery
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FantasyDURING MY LIFE During my life, I had to learn to meet my adversity gracefully, in my active life, I have amused myself in writing poems, I scribbled words down, and see where it would lead me it didn't matter what kind of place I was at, or emotions...
