Poetic vomit of a 17 year old: Ghosts of Time

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Written in 1999, aged 17.

Submitted: December 08, 2011

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Look up and see the stars my child
For they don't really exist
Ghosts of time and light
That touch our hungry eyes
And fill our hungry hearts
With nothing until we think we are full
A fullness which is empty
An emptyness which is painfull
And our hurting souls drift away from us
Drift to the skies where they shine and look
Look down and see flesh and blood my child
For it doesn't really exist
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Written in 1999, aged 17


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