The FountainA Poem by Ameli
Once beautiful now lying
Broken. Misery etched in the dreary gray stone Thinking back, back To clear flowing water, brilliant aquamarine From pure joyous past Now weakly, slowly crawling Rivulets That have lost the will To carry on When hope ceases to exist Tell me, What will happen? © 2013 AmeliAuthor's Note
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Added on March 4, 2013 Last Updated on March 4, 2013 AuthorAmeliPanama City, FLAboutHello everyone~ I joined hoping to get some feedback on my writing cause I'm too shy to show it to people in real life... Ameli is my pen name cause I like to stay a secret~ I hope my writing will .. more..Writing
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