DaphneA Poem by Alicante lullabyWe are the same, the myth has it Same twin dark eyes soul escaping them in cerulean ripples. Same highlights to emphasize our hair, same rogue tingue of deep red melancholy to accentuate our features. We are the same,Daphne the myth has it. Then he comes You turn to tree,the ever green one But I cant. I'll have to run and run and run I was never you,Daphne (Iam just a woman) the myths were all wrong. © 2011 Alicante lullabyReviews
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Added on February 16, 2011Last Updated on February 17, 2011 AuthorAlicante lullabyAboutThe Hanging Man By the roots of my hair some god got hold of me. I sizzled in his blue volts like a desert prophet. The nights snapped out of the sight like a lizard's eyelid: The wor.. more..Writing
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