you decide.


Gone

Gone

were the days of moon and shadow.

Gone

were the days of mystery.


Never again would she wander

lost and alone

through the forests and streets.


Gone

were the days of secrets and darkness.

Gone

were the days of danger.


Never before had she walked

knowing and certain

down the sidewalks and paths.


Gone

was the magic.




Poetry by Baskenmütze
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Written on 2010-08-29 at 04:14

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Morgan Cellohead
This poem hit me harder than any poem I can remember reading, almost made me cry.
2010-10-17