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Sound

Contributed by Dark_Oleander on Thursday, 24th March 2005 @ 10:17:40 PM in AEST
Topic: SadPoetry



Falling down the Rabbit hole,
Piano tunes are incorrect.
A sad, sad piano tune plays...
it resounds throughout my world,
I try to block it out with other music...other things
It will not leave me...it follows my footprints.
Colors have faded from rain.
Blue has turned to a silent grey
and, green, to an ill blue...to soft to touch.
Those were my colors.
The sun is no longer,
it does not shine as it once did.
Everything is colder...darker.
The clouds have come, and stained the blue skies
my blue skies.
The wind has become my enemy...it waits for me
out there.
Out where trees were once so beautiful,
but are now so lifeless, and drained.
Out where the birds would once fly...but flew away.
I used to go out there all the time.
I dont even look anymore.
Everything ... died.
I dont believe it was the sad music.
I believe
It was me.
Falling down the Rabbit hole,
how could I have been so careless?

As the world saw
this girl,
fading from reality....it left her.

From her eyes...it vanished.




Copyright © Dark_Oleander ... [ 2005-03-24 22:17:40]
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Re: Sound (User Rating: 1 )
by treasure on Thursday, 24th March 2005 @ 11:48:48 PM AEST
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makes me feel anxious. i like this. good job.


Re: Sound (User Rating: 1 )
by Bohemian_with_a_pen on Friday, 25th March 2005 @ 03:53:14 AM AEST
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wow... amazing.. i love it!!!


Re: Sound (User Rating: 1 )
by Dark_Oleander on Saturday, 26th March 2005 @ 09:49:44 AM AEST
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Thankyou, thats very nice of you :)




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