“I’ll plant a garden for my love,
One million types of flowers.
One to show each aspect of
This precious love of ours.”
Such simple vows,
So solemn meant,
Carried out with care.
But wild grows
The garden, now,
Without its lovers there…
Innocent, pink daisy’s blush
Was trampled in the night.
Loud footsteps fled from dreams they crushed
When blind love was given sight.
TO BE CONT'D
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I'm still writing, sorry
op#1
A contest entry
- Titles # 1 by cirque du soleil.
525 points, ended December 13, 2008, 17 entries
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okay...i'm sorry, but I wont be having time to judge later...so I'm taking this as your entry...please bear with me...it wont be fair to everyone else if I have to judge after three weeks....I have exams coming up...
I liked this poem very much...and Im assuming there will be a bit about petrol later...lovely rhyme..and I like the use of words...
thank you for entering!!! (I may not judge for a couple of hours...try and finish, it has potential) -
hey...I suggest you hurry up....I want to judge the contest!!!
lol....send me a message when you finish it
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