A poem by me.
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Please don't make fun of it. I really put my emotions into this
In the vast halls
There's emptiness inside, frightening unworldly emptiness
Echos are heard in the walls, Calling to be free
Deep down inside your heart. You hear a voice calling you.
What is this voice. It's so surreal. It sounds so young and childlike
Like a thousand doves flying away from the sun.
The voice then whispers in the wind. Growing louder and louder.
This voice. It sounds like yourself but younger
It reminds you of the old days.
The voice starts to fade away more and more.Finally the voice disappears.
You have no idea what it said. But you carry on to what you were doing before you were intruded by the voice -
Please don't make fun of it. I really put my emotions into this
In the vast halls
There's emptiness inside, frightening unworldly emptiness
Echos are heard in the walls, Calling to be free
Deep down inside your heart. You hear a voice calling you.
What is this voice. It's so surreal. It sounds so young and childlike
Like a thousand doves flying away from the sun.
The voice then whispers in the wind. Growing louder and louder.
This voice. It sounds like yourself but younger
It reminds you of the old days.
The voice starts to fade away more and more.Finally the voice disappears.
You have no idea what it said. But you carry on to what you were doing before you were intruded by the voice
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