new poem

Sep 11, 2006 11:44

Something No-one Knows
The red of blood
It's Color disapates to life
Creating the Wax
There is light in a cave
Grow more natural
Reflect our moon
leaves
sight to adore
gleam
stop life
engulfed in beauty
amaranthine
sun bleaches the riverbed
ample light
roses etiolated
fog at night
absorb the silouette
nocturnali know its different from what i ( Read more... )

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nomed_rage September 12 2006, 23:14:35 UTC
Yeah it's different but it's great.
lol i think i kinda understand what it means....
i don't know....maybe....lol.

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