Upon the sodden hill she stood
Borderline of all evil and good
Heart confused and lost of way,
Treacherous wind, forcing sway
Tilting her face to the welkin above
Soul extending out to find her dove
Spirit clinging toward all thats gold
Returning to discover hopes unsold
Dreams flying on soft wings of white
Glittering prosperous and reflecting light
A flower reveals its secret to the world,
Whilst tender trusting memories unfold
Every ripe fruit came with its cost.
The Pain ridden wound of all things lost,
Dawning the time of fate's cold call,
She chanced the norm and braced to fall














Comments
"Dreams flying on soft wings of white" .... you really did a good job, I'm impressed.
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Don't say forever.. "cuz what you thought would always last has passed you by" [nIn]
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If there is one thing I've learned from philosophy, it's that I don't know anything but maybe someday, if I'm lucky, I will know even less than I do now. Honestly, it's what I'm hoping for.
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...and then the words seemed to fly off the page and weave themselves into a beautiful picture...
Behold. the powers of the mighty Beatnik
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...and then the words seemed to fly off the page and weave themselves into a beautiful picture...
Behold. the powers of the mighty Beatnik
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~Lord of Grotesque~
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Don't say forever.. "cuz what you thought would always last has passed you by" [nIn]
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If there is one thing I've learned from philosophy, it's that I don't know anything but maybe someday, if I'm lucky, I will know even less than I do now. Honestly, it's what I'm hoping for.
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...and then the words seemed to fly off the page and weave themselves into a beautiful picture...
Behold. the powers of the mighty Beatnik
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...and then the words seemed to fly off the page and weave themselves into a beautiful picture...
Behold. the powers of the mighty Beatnik
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