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Post by †.(V)ôô|\|£Î†ƒåcë.† on Mar 3, 2005 2:03:29 GMT -5
I walk on a beach And the sand is Jet black The water is clear blue And the night sky Glows crimson red light, The ocean reflects Causing A weird affect As the light From the light house Orderly passes by. Every second I hear a noise As if someone Follows in my foots steps And walks behind me Like a single Filed line, But as I tilt my head So swiftly behind me I see no one Just the dark red sky.
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Post by X x K e l Z x X on Mar 5, 2005 12:44:39 GMT -5
This is one of your best, you are so very talented. Thanks for posting.
Kelly
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Post by †.(V)ôô|\|£Î†ƒåcë.† on Mar 6, 2005 16:18:27 GMT -5
thanks =)
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Seth
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Post by Seth on Mar 25, 2005 1:06:52 GMT -5
*whistle* Now this is stunning. I just love the images, the feel and the wording of this poem. Very mind-consuming and fascinating... Just fantastic.
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Post by rinna(on leave...for eternity) on Apr 12, 2005 5:48:41 GMT -5
Such a lonely piece... thanks for sharing.
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Post by T.J. Barber on Apr 12, 2005 20:32:27 GMT -5
Hmmm... I can't believe I missed these. I hate that. Great piece by the way. I agree with Rinna on the fact that it is a truly lonely piece. I must say that I am intrigued and touched deeply by it...keep it up!
TJ
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