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Excellent wording, and I had to read it several times! It does read like a song, and I would love to hear it set to music, something haunting and painfilled would fit this piece perfectly! More please;) And btw..thank you for your comment on Letting Go..fly by night writers who jot down ideas off the cuff are respected by me! And of course all writers -trots on out before making things worse =D-
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Hello everyone, I've been lurking here for quite a while, and have thoroughly enjoyed reading both the submissions and the critiques that went with them. Unfortunately I was unable to participate before now due to time constraints, but this has finally been rectified :) So since this is my first post, I present this piece to the group and look forward to your comments and getting to know you all. :) Starlight and Teardrops In the silence before, the coming of the dawn, most are lost in their dreams. I envy them their slumber, And I cant help but wonder is it really as peaceful as it seems? Starlight and teardrops, my silent company, on this midnight voyage of pain. Starlight and teardrops, will you please answer me? Will I ever be free again? Ive been wandering these hallways, for what seems forever, trying to find the way out. But I never succeed, I just keep moving deeper, gods will I ever get out? Starlight and teardrops, my silent company, as I wander these halls of pain. Starlight and teardrops, will you please answer me? Will I ever be free again? They say the past is gone, that it cant hurt us anymore. Im no longer sure this is true. For the past is Alive, in the halls of memory, and sometimes it searches for you. Starlight and teardrops, my past searches for me, as I wander these halls of pain. Starlight and teardrops, will you watch over me? Im not sure Ill ever be free again. Starlight and teardrops, my past has found me, Im trapped in these halls of pain. Starlight and teardrops, please remember me. Ill never be me again.