February 28, 2010
By Sarahnade GOLD, Bella Vista, Arkansas
Sarahnade GOLD, Bella Vista, Arkansas
15 articles 3 photos 10 comments

The wind cries
Through the tears
An epiphany arises
As the mind flowers
Subtly cringe
As the sound of life
The cry of pockets
A war of particles
Everything at stake
Take it in pace
Though blood no cries
Antonyms today
Bring pain my love
Take it away
The waves are coming
Pulling it away
No name gone
Webs contemplate
Bonds lost with time
Joy to come
Worldly ways bring
Harsh rays cast
Rift in the seam
Precious time iridescent
Love comes in blows
Peace on the mind
Loss a piece known

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okgo9 BRONZE said...
on Sep. 22 2010 at 11:12 pm
okgo9 BRONZE, Boerne, Texas
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Favorite Quote:
You get ideas from daydreaming. You get ideas from being bored. You get ideas all the time. The only difference between writers and other people is we notice when we're doing it.
--Neil Gaiman

This is beautiful.


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