All that makes me, by Loneliness is condescending
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Empty field,
Echoed trees,
Silent tears,
Shadowed fears,
A Dream that dies with Liars eyes
New words I need to make a scean
To fill my mind with graceful plays
With words to fall my lips rejoiced
When nothing seemed to break
And all was once set right
Shadowed fears,
Silent tears,
Echoed trees ,
Empty fields.
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| Posted: 2007-05-12 17:26:49 UTC |
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| 2006-03-13 19:28:13 | lost the lonely dead |
| i think i like this the line that really caught my attention was 'a dream that dies with liar's eyes' |
| 2006-03-16 21:15:47 | ~*PuRely*DeVine*~ |
| I was thinking the same thing as lost that line was beautiful..i really enjoyed this poem, lovely |
| 2006-04-02 20:12:09 | ChuKico PrIme |
| yeah that's my favorite line too. and i like the words. strong and touching. two tumbs way up!. |