May 7, 2010
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Lying in the leaves
Twisted and broken
His hair soaked red
Once perfect and golden

A peaceful look
On his angel doll face
Green eyes shut tight
As if in a faze

Red sparkling wildly
In the hot burnt sun
The tree molting layers
Blood mixed with pollen

His time to go
No one there to bargain
No eyes had witnessed
The sight of him fall down

Lack of audio attended
Just a muffled land
He would no longer
Make a sound

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Mackayla said...
Jun. 13, 2011 at 10:43 pm
REALLY enjoyed reading this. great job
license the lion said...
Jun. 25, 2010 at 1:20 am
giving me book orgasms its so well written! keep up the 'sane work my friendy pie, :D, oh btw u smell,,,, of old books (the best smell)! mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm 
feartheuntypical replied...
Aug. 11, 2010 at 10:15 pm
ummm, thankyou?
license the lion replied...
Aug. 13, 2010 at 5:28 pm
woah my comment sounded dodgy. sorry:). i just LOVE fine work. keep it up. u rock!
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