A poem with a stranger.A Poem by Katie Floresdeath awaits lady fair.You: hello Stranger: hi You: how's it going? Stranger: not bad. you? You: im a little chilly, but still sane, so its okay. Stranger: I'm freezing, but my sanity is gone. You: where has it fled? Stranger: I know not. You: will it take mine for companionship? Stranger: How can anyone say no? You: by the coldness of their hearts Stranger: and the warmth of their desire You: and the strength of their greed. Stranger: there they stand yonder, feeling as love bleeds You: and drips down their fingers, feeling alive as the warmth drains from their hand You: s Stranger: the scent of death then fills the air You: and travels down the path, strangling the life away of a lady fair. Stranger: farewell my noble girl farewell, it will be over soon You: he said, as over her, death's flower blooms. Stranger: from dawn to dusk the shadows loom You: but from the bosom of coldness she does not wake Stranger: her very soul it does now take You: but even with this, Death's thirst refuses to to be slaked Stranger: behold no shroud or slither of light, to avenge the dreadful sight You: i personally believe this to be a fitting end. wonderful :D unless of course you have something else,if so i apologize for interrupting,my friend. Stranger: much enjoyed © 2013 Katie FloresAuthor's Note
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11 Reviews Added on May 16, 2012 Last Updated on August 29, 2013 AuthorKatie FloresI see pine, not palm trees, i see forest and dirt, not sand and beaches, CAAbouti am starting to find myself. for the longest time i thought i could only be one thing, but im starting to realize... i can't. And well there's not much else to say... I am a pretty plain person, a.. more..Writing
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