Draco
On a first-name basis with the night
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Post by Draco on Nov 3, 2016 11:30:30 GMT -5
Darkest night, Looming night.
A pearly blackened sea, Stars floating, Islands in the abyss.
If I just reach, or try to touch, Cold iced wind chills my bones, As I dip my hand into the dark sea.
I reach in, I grab a star, I pull out the little globe, And it lights my soul.
Oh, darkest night, Looming night, What a sea you are, you set things right.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 3, 2016 13:51:18 GMT -5
I like this... it's really pretty. Well done! You have a real knack for poetry.
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Post by dashingshadows on Nov 3, 2016 20:07:37 GMT -5
This is really beautiful
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Post by dashingshadows on Nov 3, 2016 20:12:16 GMT -5
I think your rhythm is flowing really well
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