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This poem happened while hiking in the Sierra Nevada mountains.
One of the few I only had to write down instead of write. -
The thick cloudy blackness,
Suffused with cries of angry, withered soulsby rotoshave 26 lines, 4 comments, on Sep 10 7:40 PM 2008. In Wierd, Psychedelia, Dark, Depression, Depressed, Contest -
A disintegrated flower
blooms in the emotive sequences of my mind
