desertA Poem by spayne94The dry humid air takes over him, Swallowing him with its pride, The wind throws sand in his eyes, As the torrent begins to take over, His thirst is overpowering and suddenly starts to see mirages, The future is hazed and he begins to give in, The time goes like a quicksand pulling him in and destroying him, His life is over and the desert is done with him © 2014 spayne94 |
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Added on February 13, 2014 Last Updated on February 13, 2014 Author
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