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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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This is one of my favorite poems that I've written. :)

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:iconneroshadow:
Oh I see the first part is about heaven and the other part is hell
That's pretty cool.
:iconcartheinsane:
Woah... I didn't think about that at all... awesome interpretation there!

I was just kind of writing and seeing where my mind would take me! :hug:

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~I am a poet~
:iconplatinummyr:
That I think is a fine poem of oblivion. :) Captures the heart of the word.

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*TheWritersMeow
We’re all victims in a battle that we never had to fight
It’s ok it’s alright, steady now we’re in this thing together
:iconcartheinsane:
Thank you :) :blush:

I just wrote it... and this is what happened. :)

--
~I am a poet~
:iconoctoberazriel:
Very beautiful, and may I ask what a tree angel is?

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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
:iconplatinummyr:
^.^

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*TheWritersMeow
We’re all victims in a battle that we never had to fight
It’s ok it’s alright, steady now we’re in this thing together
:iconegorequiem:
now this piece i find quite amusing, it holds both elements good and evil entwining, through the eyes of the beholder in order to make sense of the twisted world we live in.

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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!
:iconincubustrav421:
Delving and enticing. I love how you weave strong diction like layered colors. Deepen spirits, good job :)

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:iconcartheinsane:
Well in my head I pictured an angel with skin as bark from a tree. :)

--
~I am a poet~
:iconcartheinsane:
Oh and thanks for the favorite!

--
~I am a poet~

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