October 3, 2008
By sissykat PLATINUM, Royal Oak, Michigan
sissykat PLATINUM, Royal Oak, Michigan
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In the dead of night,
stands a lost soul,
She begs and cries for a friend whom
she can call her own,
darkened shadows of fey,
dance around her and sing their
captiviting songs;
the dead, pale moon shines bright in the sky,
the violet horizon;
captures her interest at once;
the pale moon, it floats in the air like
a lily in a pond,
Her heart it beats;
solid beats as dawn breaks,
The red-orange sun engulfs the sky,
traps her in their world,
unable to brake free of their bonds;
She stays chained by the sun's rays
and forever but tormented by pain;
taunted by their mocking voices,
she lies awake; waiting in fear
for what was to happen;
Her voice frail; from the screams
she shouted as she fought,
but now she will remain

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This article has 3 comments.

Goldfish! said...
on Oct. 9 2009 at 9:10 am
What torment? What mocking voices? Why is it the dead of night? I'm scared of the dark, I always have to sleep with my dolphin nightlight because it makes me not scared of the dark anymore! How can the sun's rays chain somebody? Actually, the sun's rays are there to warm us when it is cold outside, not to chain us! Why are they screaming? How can a soul be lost? My favorite part is the pale moon being like a lily in the pond because it was detailed and picture-painting!

lexi said...
on Jan. 18 2009 at 11:14 pm
cat, this is so captivating! i would think she had more to fear of the night, because thats the dark fey's realm. is she a dark fey herself, because that would explain the pain of the sun. love you!

on Oct. 25 2008 at 12:40 am
You are brilliant home!


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