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The clouds were as grey as smoke
The night sky was like a tar pit with glitter boiling in it.
The grass was wet like tears
The moon was a partially broken heart
My soul lifted off like a dreamers dream
I reached the smoke, reached for the tar, slipped off the tears, && landed on
the broken heart.
- by 0_Hello Kitty_0 |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 01/08/2009 |
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- Title: My last sight
- Artist: 0_Hello Kitty_0
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- Date: 01/08/2009
- Tags: last sight
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Comments (2 Comments)
- Thorn Of The Sky - 05/03/2009
- This was very good,it makes you think and wonder what it all means.And it makes me think of what you were feeling when you wrote this,its very good,it makes me feel like giving you a 10/5!!
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- Xx_BrokenCrystal_xX - 02/03/2009
- That was very beautiful. I like you poems, you should write more of them, Even if they are sad...
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