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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~I am a poet~
scraping against the howling wind
i absolutely adore these lines
this is poem is very easy to visualize, i love it ^^
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"I would face any horror and overcome my darkest fears just to hear your voice before i go to sleep..."
"Control your fate, colour your dreams"
~silverstitch
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~I am a poet~
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"I would face any horror and overcome my darkest fears just to hear your voice before i go to sleep..."
"Control your fate, colour your dreams"
~silverstitch
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~I am a poet~
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"I would face any horror and overcome my darkest fears just to hear your voice before i go to sleep..."
"Control your fate, colour your dreams"
~silverstitch
Awesome work!!!
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~I am a poet~