day dreaming emeralds

February 19, 2010
By Anonymous

lost. I can't find my way out. They hold me captive. No possible escape. But who said i wanted to? Reminds me of a forest, and all of its under brush. Reminds me of emerald diamonds sparkling in the sky. Never dying. I can see the hope and delight withen. Deep, dark, and mysterious, protecting an unspoken truth.

The author's comments:
i wrote this after a long day, with a guy i like. his eyes were green and just the most beautiful thing ive ever seen.

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