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The summer air mingled with my breath,
As the sun fade, the darkness met
My heart that thudded together with the night,
Alone at last, death of the light.

I spread my wings and fly at day,
I soar in the air; from my home I'm away,
Yet as the distance grew, I never moved,
Still trapped but free; from the world I roamed.

Rice grains seemed gold with the setting sun,
Coldness crept as my life began
Crumbling as the light fade again,
i long for the death of the dark; birth of the light.



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LuckyLuis said...
today at 11:04 pm:
i also love this poem. it's so intricate and marvelous. check mine too.
 
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TheDolphinThis teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. said...
today at 10:56 pm:
this poem is so wonderful. i like the use of imagery. keep writing.!!!!!!!!!!!1
 
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