WillowA Poem by Sabbath_NikoleMythical girl #4Her voice cracks, her bones creak In her mind she flies Silently away
Away from all the pain Her lips cold and blue Her hair blown about wildly
But she stands alone Planted her roots, her beliefs Firmly into the ground
For only the ground Can withstand her anger Her bone shaking emotions
Running wild, frantic In the storm So tired is she, her eyes droop, her shoulders fall
Can her weather beat skin Take it all? The answer, it fails her
But yet goes on Into the skies of time Ancient and old, her song yet unsung
Til her voice cracks and her bones creak Til her song is sung, and her mind let free When the day comes
That she can run and dance About the land For the rest of her days
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15 Reviews Added on July 12, 2010 Last Updated on July 12, 2010 AuthorSabbath_NikoleSomewhere in, OHAboutI am a thinker, in some ways Im considered an adult. I have a passion for some things that could rival the suns heat. Im not just another face in the crowd. Im a sister to two, and a cousin and godmot.. more..Writing
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