The Leaving Heart

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By Anthony Cardon

Shadows trace the underground forest Grazing against lost foundings. Silence lay in the deep wood And thoughts are carried away misunderstood. The forest of rubbish, As they all say Spans over the magma of the earth, Feeding on burning, longing ideologies. Heat is not absorbed, only cold stone remains For the area is locked, Ready to leave, Ready to surface. Ready to disappear And be forgotten. Ready to die And to be missed. Ready to brew... And ready to fear.

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June 29, 2008 00:12Katelyn7

I loved this!!! It was great and powerful! great job!=]