My JerichoA Poem by Rb
Desecrated and defeated,
Resting in sweet decadence, Rotten with optimism, Razed by sweet words and smiles, Hopes floating higher than any star, Shot down from the heaven, Her voice the golden horn, My world the walls of jericho © 2009 RbAuthor's Note
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Added on December 29, 2009 Last Updated on December 29, 2009 |