I am the color of the deepest darkest ocean,
discover me if you can.
I am shaped like a never-ending circle
never to get dizzy.
I am the movement of an ever lasting flame,
all though sometimes dull,
I will always stay burning.
I am the sound of crackling thunder,
blasting across the storm filled sky.
I am a thirsty howling wolf
starring at the moon,
enough is never enough.
I am box of chocolates
ready to be chosen.
I am roaring guitar
that never stops playing.
Sound lingers on and on,
past the horizon, and into the fading sky.
I was the beach,
waiting beneath the cool summer breeze.
But today I am the wind,
passing you on by,
one final time.
A contest entry
- PLEASE! Help me get rid of my points! by Shenanigans.
1000 points, ended May 19, 2008, 36 entries
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Comments
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exciting,
I love this
so creative
a little bit of envy,
equisite my friend.
God bless...



