As I lay down on the pillow of clouds
I stare down at the shadows of the darkened souls
Trying to forfeit their life because they're done
questioning it
But as I linger over head
I find that love is the thing that moulded them
But their lives are stained forever
Author notes
I watch this go on every day of my life when I look into the mirror
A contest entry
- Word Bank, Word Limit by piccola.
600 points, ended June 7, 2008, 14 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Im lovin it girlie! for real. thsi is great =D
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Thank you my dear
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right on with the word count. Good job. Just a couple of things and one of them is mine too. Molded is spelled moulded and over-head is not hyphenated. This is lovely though and thank you for entering.
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Thanks....I fixed it
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wow. that confused me but it was so very interesting. i can tell a lot of thought was put into it. wow. okay i think i get it now.. just dude that was gooood im shocked how that all makes sense. great work!


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WOW!! blonde moment much?? j/k I have those V8 moments too....join the crowd lol
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