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Caroline

By gregpoet

Topics: Poetry Source: AllPoetry Original source

There plays a line inside my head inside my very soul. It's coming from a Carol sweet that's sung with mournful melody that makes me warm but leaves me cold. A melody that's made of hope and dreams and even love - or so it seems. And then this line that plays and plays inside my head just serves to make me sad although it makes me glad. So answer me. How can this be? That just one line can bring such joy, yet cause such misery.                   written by gregory fitt Written December 8th, 2001 © on Dec 07 2001 09:15 PM PST   18 • 0 • 8

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