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By Chance I chose the only Mile

December 7, 2009
By KaylieKrimson BRONZE, Woodlyn, Pennsylvania
KaylieKrimson BRONZE, Woodlyn, Pennsylvania
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Sorrow calling, shining and unsheathed: when dreams die frozen like a rose that withers in a Dead Mans Float.

Sorrow spilling, untrimmed and weary of a hundred blacker midnights: where deep-hearted voices are scorned to speak and the cruel standby while I bleed but a while.

Sorrow doubted, shady like the night: rolled up on one side scented with the pure dew of a thousand red laced eyes.

Sorrow changing, face down in silver laces three: while death tenderly brags in consideration for chance I ever come back as nature's messenger

I can not

Console the truthful
i can not

Shade sorrow's course.



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on Jan. 19 2010 at 2:37 pm
AbbotRabbit GOLD, Abolana, District Of Columbia
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This poem has great flow and insight.

I really enjoyed it.

Lovely poem darling =]

-Please check out the works that I have posted on here it would be highly appreciated and I think you would greatly enjoy them, Thankk youz-

XxIll tell you Im an orphan after you meet myy familyXx