prise , by MissBeckyBoob
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You walking thought this frost how u got here but it’s
beautiful.
The grass is the greenest u have ever seen it the flowers u
Could smell from a mile away sweet so sweet it is so
Peaceful and cram u walk a let bit u think u maybe dreaming
But,
u here a crunch of a leaf on the ground and feel it so
This is no dream you come to a river so clean and pure the
Cleanse water u have ever seen u touch it so cold but in
The same breath it so intends u cant seam to take your
Hands out this pure blue water then u look deep in this
Water then u Realise this is no dream no unconscious
Deep sleep no deep sleep fantesy
u r dead. U r in praise. No were on earth can be
Like this. Then a bright light shines on u increasing
it’s
Lights as u walk throw it till the beautiful prise
disappears and a new unknown world opens.
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Posted: 2007-10-23 09:51:06 UTC |
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