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Leaves f l o a t i n g as they fall make a sound like
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And as broken as they are,
they are still
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And these twisting shapes and carried lines, A pattern
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s h a t t e r
against this Broken Window.
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Throw your hands over those
by Adrasteia
52 lines, 1 comment,
on Jan 18 11:27 AM 2007
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So the headset will blare the secrets of destiny
Into the ears of a teddy bear stuffed with cotton memories,
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Shivering nights under cardboard boxes
A dreaming sound rises to lift the stars
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The apple never falls far from the tree...
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Forgotten are the days of open smiles
when laughter rang in our hearts
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Far out
at one end of a very small, insignificant galaxy
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Little children run and play
in a green park on a sunny day
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Memories of faeries
beneath a darkened hill
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To accustomed to reality's harsh whips
cant stand your soft caress
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Little girl of eight
flinches as a plate falls
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Clouds form
as a soft wind blows
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Masses of dust flying high in the sky
Blocking the stars from shining down on this fatal night
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Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there, I do not sleep
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Anguished pain unmasks enraged faces
echoing shrieks die in the empty hall
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Dark grey skies above
set a chilling, cold scene
by Adrasteia
35 lines, 13 comments,
on Sep 28 11:30 PM 2004. In Sad
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brutality and self hatred
locked this child in a pain filled cage
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dark and mysterious
iridescence glowing from deep within
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the twinkling stars shine above
scattered in the sky like silver jacks on a black marble floor
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Fear
is small, narrow spaces that deprive anything of movement
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Everything so uncertain from here
The future a blur
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miles and miles of different greens
spreads out around my high perch
by Adrasteia
35 lines, 4 comments,
on Jun 4 1:50 PM 2004. In Hope
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It infuriates me
i don't want to do it
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the poor spork
rejected by the spoons
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