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Poetry News Post #2553

Continuation of Collection

Written by: Amalia Windwalker
Date: Tuesday, April 26th, 2005
Addressed to: Chiarn ny Daunse, Scarlatti, the Great Bard


All my life I've lived a ghost
Of what I had to be
And all my life I've chased a dream
Of what it meant to me.

From life until the present
And life unto the past
I've made the best with what I had
Right to the very last.

I have been a fool in love
And been a fool without..
I've travelled down that broken road
To take that lonely route.

I have seen the starry sky
Turn bright with hope and love..
And I have seen that same bright sky
Rain Chaos from above.

The world is ever-changing
Like you and me the same..
And I would give it all for you
But only in Love's name.

What matters now, is not the quest
But merely who we are...
And how we live to laugh and cry
Under this world of stars.

Penned by my hand on the 3rd of Daedalan, in the year 391 AF.


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Poetry News Post #2553

Continuation of Collection

Written by: Amalia Windwalker
Date: Tuesday, April 26th, 2005
Addressed to: Chiarn ny Daunse, Scarlatti, the Great Bard


All my life I've lived a ghost
Of what I had to be
And all my life I've chased a dream
Of what it meant to me.

From life until the present
And life unto the past
I've made the best with what I had
Right to the very last.

I have been a fool in love
And been a fool without..
I've travelled down that broken road
To take that lonely route.

I have seen the starry sky
Turn bright with hope and love..
And I have seen that same bright sky
Rain Chaos from above.

The world is ever-changing
Like you and me the same..
And I would give it all for you
But only in Love's name.

What matters now, is not the quest
But merely who we are...
And how we live to laugh and cry
Under this world of stars.

Penned by my hand on the 3rd of Daedalan, in the year 391 AF.


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