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Forest Angel

Slinking through,

Keeping watch throughout the whispering trees.

Silent beauty,

Perfection never lasting as each one dies.

Death creeps,

Among those who fail to see the angels.

Forest Angel,

Holding on to the sliver of lasting and breathing life.

Lifeless life,

Saying and speaking the last words of life and death.

Bright Tiger,

Faded stripes hanging on the walls and doors of evil.

Dying Love,

Long-lasting beauty now gone all the fault of jealousy.

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  • Blood Bloom
    May 21, 2008
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    Beautiful. I love the qoute "Silent Beauty, Perfection never lasting as each one dies."