Autumn Spell

August 22, 2010
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Music upon the open sky,
shivering like the waves.
Opening up the broken past,
of scars amongst the caves.
Whispering to the dying leaves,
and clinging to the fading trees.
Hoping of the song that lasts,
for all eternity.

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Book_addict said...
Jul. 4, 2011 at 1:49 pm
Will look for it =)
Book_addict said...
Jun. 13, 2011 at 12:31 pm
I like the metaphor in the first line!  This is a great poem.
qwerty42 This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. replied...
Jun. 19, 2011 at 7:08 am
Thanks! I wrote a poem that I think you'd like, it's called Map, and I submitted it ages ago, but as anonymous because I was just getting my Teen Ink account up and running! if you can find it, I'd love it if you could take a look at it! If it's too hard to find, don't worry about it XD
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