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when all the colors has run dry

Contributed by damned_saint on Tuesday, 22nd August 2006 @ 04:36:06 AM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry



as the silver moon peaks through the sky
the sweet mist of fragrant are too eloquent to ignore
the sound of the silence
the warmth breath of his kiss
as it was enslaving me for eternity

falling into this deep slumber
i find myself dancing in the rain
letting all my emotions go
letting go of my fears
washing away my sorrows

looking back in time, moments cherished forever
let the pain mesmerize your spirit, your soul...
here I am still waiting for you my dear guardian
holding him near me...
our tales foretold in ancient prophecies

in the candle lit room, we spent the night alive
kisses and caress,love of my dear life
my dear song, my dear knight
to the heavens above, this bliss erround
astonishing were the flashes of light who took his life

racing through the darkness he now lies behind
i see his face in the mirrors
the waters above my being, the sky beneath my feet
black roses, torns red with blood
i wait in agony for a love not meant to be




Copyright © damned_saint ... [ 2006-08-22 04:36:06]
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Re: when all the colors has run dry (User Rating: 1 )
by sadaddy on Tuesday, 22nd August 2006 @ 04:56:10 AM AEST
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What a great expression of your emotions ending in sadness. Well done.

sadaddy


Re: when all the colors has run dry (User Rating: 1 )
by Keilantra on Wednesday, 23rd August 2006 @ 09:41:47 PM AEST
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you tend to fall into cliches in your work here. but you have good expression so i like what i'm seeing.this was done well, keep it up.

XxX
~kei




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