in vines

Stuck in the shadows you cast
these vines they grow too fast
tangled; devoured

theres a chill in my soul
theres a whisper in my bones
come on home, come on home





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Lover_that_Hates This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Feb. 15, 2011 at 8:46 am
nice rhyme. and tone. I like it!
 
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