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not a poem but a scene
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not a poem but a scene |
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nina1522 Member
since 2009-02-14
Posts 189 |
the girls porcelain skin and ivory eyes held a face of innocence no adult could carry. the pink dress "she wore" delicately flowed along her frame, it looked misplaced by the dirty black tombstones. She danced among the fields of graves as if they were her old friends. she hopped over dead grass and spun around tired flowers. Coming to a stop she gracefully bowed to a grave that read Christopher Blue. " Care to dance Mr. Blue?" Standing she took his invisible hand and began to dance. She held a smile full of blithe. A silent breeze brushed through the trees, revealing a black raven on an isolated branch had to write this for enlgish class. We jad to write an opening of a book |
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kindredspirit Member
since 2009-05-19
Posts 156 |
"the girls porcelain skin and ivory eyes held a face of innocence no adult could carry." profound. absolutely loved it! |
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nehematala Member
since 2009-05-21
Posts 129 |
wow!!!! This is good The picture it paints is so vivid If your parents never had children, chances are you won't, either. |
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