RipoffA Poem by The Glassface
Beautiful, blissful, youthful and free
Auburn locks softly float about me Weathering storms with fistfuls of rain I long to see them,yet lost from again Spiral line pathway lead me astray Some will leave, others come play Emerald nights shimmer endlessly Far from the future awaiting for me Portents, baubles and this mysterious key Solution it is, but what can it be? I know a lover She's a wilderness doll Tsunami never crash her over Earth parts to let her pass © 2010 The Glassface |
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Added on May 7, 2010 Last Updated on May 7, 2010 Author
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