Posted by B2chica on January 25, 2008, at 14:11:40
This marbled ground, flows beneath me
the emptied sky rains disease
the embellished thoughts swirl
encapsulated minds
wrapped within this tiny world
the burnt sun beginning to go under
listless tress, creatures of wonder
search the view for shreds of few
their tastes of sounds
the ties that bound
keep the hounds at bay.b2c
poster:B2chica
thread:808876
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