peace at last?A Poem by brianna vegaat peace with the wor;ld she sat and cryed tears of joy seeped in sorrow the world was hers but she could touch it with painted fingers in every color like oil her voice blended with the laughter of the world 'silk skin and curly hair the breeze swept through leaving her new she knew it then then right there she knew she knew with tears of joy they sank on through giving her life yeah she was new colors came life it blew right through dreams they came memories they went and her tears of joy thay sank right through her heart her mind they knew they knew. © 2009 brianna vega |
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Added on July 5, 2009 Authorbrianna vegacity of lost angels, CAAboutThings have changed like the singing of rain Once soft Now pouring Soaking Softening Changing more.. |

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