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Let years gone past
Travel by so fast
Among tendrils of ebony
There will always be enemy
But among those hearts so pure
For the weakest and strongest cure
You do not wish to seek
What is not small and meek
For the truest goal of all
Is merely to fall
Allow sleeves of glory to trail along the ground
Let yourself be lost if only to once more be found
Tonight into the air let yourself go
If only for the world to halt and slow
Though not much more makes sense
Never let yourself fall into such pretense
Viture that was once held dear
Now enemy that draws so near
To decipher what is true
Keep skies of truest blue
- by TheLadyBookWorm |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 12/17/2008 |
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- Title: Skies of Blue
- Artist: TheLadyBookWorm
- Description: Well, I entered this poem in an international contest the past year, it was good enough that the people sponsoring the contest wanted to put it on the CD that only forty some of thousands of entries actually got to be on, so maybe it's good enough for gaia? Yes, all critisism is appreciated, so long as it is reasonable and helpful and not just a person being stupid saying they don't like it for no good reason at all.
- Date: 12/17/2008
- Tags: skies blue
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Comments (2 Comments)
- Blood Lust 325 - 08/09/2009
- i liked it but it seemed to jump around and i didnt understand what it was about but i still liked it and everyone looks at a poem different so yeah good poem
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- tormanga - 12/17/2008
- It's very well written, Interesting metaphors conceal destructive undertones. It is a piece deserving of publishment.
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