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 Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2007 10:53 am
The Beast is Beautiful
Watercolor writing on no longer white walls
“Love lingers, lost in long-dead lumber,
The trees try to grow, but roots were stripped”
Survival instincts strain and strive, also stripped
Reading her writing, she remembers:
Dead and dry it may be, but daring and driven,
the bare, broken beast becomes beautiful.
An attempt at the arbitrary art of alliteration
The sun sets on a salty, tear-stained face,
wet eyes watching west, waiting for her one to come.
Clear skies kill her, mocking her unkissed expression.
A Rainstorm might make her mood seem less messy.
Dusk does well drying dead dew drops from her eyes
Stars peek out and start to stare: "staying out again?"
talking back she tells them "tonight I try to take back my sanity."
Take Me Away (OK, not so short.)
Take me away
to that land where the line is so far away
It can't never never be crossed
and tears are happy things
and evry angel and evry star sings
and evry note heals broken wings
Take me away
to that time when right is right
and wrong is bad
but a simple, sweet kiss
makes evry demon run in fear
and I am queen of the cassle
Take me away
so I can't come back, even if I ever wanna
and if the flowers are just in my mind,
the white walls can keep me safe from the cliff
and I won't never ever fall off
and I won't never stop smiling
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Posted: Tue Aug 28, 2007 8:23 pm
those are really nice! they show a lot of emotion.. good job! mrgreen
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