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There Is A Girl...
Contributed by
breathofrane
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Saturday, 19th April 2008 @ 03:04:26 AM in AEST
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There Is A Girl...
There is a girl,
She sits alone in a dark place
Warm breezes start to stir her soft hair
Light reveals the grass that begins to grow beneath her
The breeze is filled with the sweet sent of new flowers
Warm summer rains of rose petals splash upon her eyelashes
She smiles, lays in the warm arms of the perfection
The breeze whispers cold reality into her ear
Chills make her shiver with pain
The sun sets as the storm crashes down
Upon her field, destroying everything
Fierce cold burns her to the core of her soul
There is a girl,
She sits alone in the middle of a dark place.
Sara E. Farmer
January 4, 2001
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Re: There Is A Girl...
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by Former_Member on
Saturday, 19th April 2008 @ 08:41:27 AM AEST
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i like first of all, how it comes full circle. begins & ends with the same scene, same line.
and how the beginning is so much different from the end - and how that one line (first& last) has a different meaning, in each usage.
loveloveLOVE this =]
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Re: There Is A Girl...
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by Jen54 on
Sunday, 20th April 2008 @ 05:22:38 AM AEST
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| Wow sura that is really good... |
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Re: There Is A Girl...
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by Karlee14 on
Monday, 21st April 2008 @ 03:20:54 PM AEST
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Again, well written.
I love how each stanza brings a message.
The beginning is amazing.
The mood makes you feel enthralled with happiness.
And as the light fades to darkness.
The cold feeling of empty depression sinks in.
Beautiful write.
~Karlee |
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