I reach deep into my lonely mind and carve out a full moon.
High into night’s starry sky I hang it like a mirror.
Forever let it hang there, sending back the image of my love.
Chong Chol
High into night’s starry sky I hang it like a mirror.
Forever let it hang there, sending back the image of my love.
Chong Chol
- Last seen on Jul 13 12:38 PM 2008. Member since October 17, 2003.
- I'm a obsidian idea poet for 609 comments.
- My mood is , and quote is "L'amour est comme une fleur de l'hiver.".
- I am a 18 year old girl (United States)
- When I'm not writing, I'm a high school student.
- Visit my homepage at [none]
- I have 609 comments, 3 contests, 1 addline, 90 poems, 6 stories
My Poetry
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gypsy on the
upline, go time – shake your bangled wrists at me15 lines, 2 comments, December 20, 2006. In Dark, Intro/extraspection -
Brilliant shards of light fall down on me unerring
cutting into my skin like prophets wagi24 lines, 1 comment, December 20, 2006
My Stories
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I was standing under the canopy when he came by with death marching on his face-- his wrinkles all curved into his grim mouth so I couldn't
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You see, then? I was no dreamer you awoke from sleep. All my dreams are gone now; they deserted me long before this land was a land of drea
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sidewinder on August 21, 2007pounces allllllllll over your authorpage
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sidewinder on March 28, 2006Hiya old friend
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Vincent-Shadow on September 26, 2005levaes his reprise and his friendship lying on ur page's floor but it doesnt mater cuase all he is a forsaken memmory
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painted veil on August 12, 2005AHHH! my sister removed my contest entry to your language contest accidentally!
i would have really loved to participate, i'm so sorry...ugh...
here's the link anyway so you can at least see it---allpoetry.com/Poem/1442081
ahh.... regretfully, ryn
