My eyes are crystal;
scraping against the howling wind;
it moves and speaks to me
about the tree angels,
the tree angels
that will grant me wings
to fly
above the screeching ocean
that opens its mouth wide
to swallow me up;
to pull me down deeper
and deeper
into oblivion.















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That's pretty cool.
I was just kind of writing and seeing where my mind would take me!
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~I am a poet~
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*TheWritersMeow
Were all victims in a battle that we never had to fight
Its ok its alright, steady now were in this thing together
I just wrote it... and this is what happened.
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~I am a poet~
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"Here's our only conversation we've ever had without using our words to show. And our love is a creation of all the things that
have ever had a chance to grow."
Charades - Stephen Jerzak
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*TheWritersMeow
Were all victims in a battle that we never had to fight
Its ok its alright, steady now were in this thing together
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it is not who I am, it´s who we are the eight of me
It is not what you have, it´s what you make of it!
- ... out
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~I am a poet~
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~I am a poet~
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