Dark Poetry #4 |
Birdcage |
NormalitxButterfly Member
since 2008-07-09
Posts 107 |
"Untittled" From my birdcage I await the setting sun that for those breif moments until it rises again I may wander the night A free thing I stare into the murky waters below It reflects back to me nothing a distorted reflection when the sun rises I return to my glass birdcage For not even the night will have me and so it is everyday I await the setting sun only to return to this place I am a sad thing existin between night and day belonging to neither I am but a moment Forgotten with the next who will miss me when i'm gone I leave to walk ahead, only to be lost |
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XGarapanX Senior Member
since 2008-06-19
Posts 1435Antarctica |
Sad and lovely... ·´~`·»Brett«·´~`· |
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BeyaK Member
since 2008-08-07
Posts 126Philippines |
a bit sad... but i like reading it. :-) |
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Mystress May Member
since 2007-10-25
Posts 296Taunton, MA |
Great words, great flow.... the whole piece is good. Love it. Our scars are the foundation for what we have become |
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XxForever.BrokenxX Senior Member
since 2008-01-20
Posts 891Neverland |
A beautiful tragidy. {~~*~~} "You are not loyal enough to eat my orange jelly beans....#} {~Emily~} |
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NormalitxButterfly Member
since 2008-07-09
Posts 107 |
thanks for the comments it means a lot |
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