The Slow Death / The Art Of NatureA Poem by winter;lyraThe wind blows
The water flows The threes grow The spaceships fly The land morphs The sea sprouts The sky cloaks The chip shrinks The lion hunts The bisons run The vulture waits The missiles hit The clock alarms The morning sounds The coffee smell The slow death The clock screams The night comes The sea revolts The slow death The clock breaks The end comes The earth revolts The slow death The clock laughs The truth comes The sky revolts The slow death The wind blows The water flows The threes grow The man loves © 2015 winter;lyra |
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Added on December 13, 2015 Last Updated on December 13, 2015 Author
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