In the embers was a mirror
two lights to see the stone an ivy
in the end there was a stone an ivy and a nighty in velvet see in the end there was a burgandy bath O wine I was a white dove that had an evening care in the end there was a little lady that said that I was he
To late they said to he to late for the crystal tree
for the pain an agony that the bleed tree said to me
the dove flew away to the faith
A contest entry
- Let's Do Dark by Dalaney.
900 points, ended April 8, 2008, 25 entries
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Comments
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this different...and i applaud different. thank you so much for your time and talent. love, lane
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