a short poem |
 Jul 7 2005, 05:41 AM
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 Another ditch in the road... you keep moving  Group: Member Posts: 6,281 Joined: Jan 2005 Member No: 85,152  |
nineteen dreams for a weaver
looms spinning endless threads together hope joy and despair intertwine tangle overlap a pattern emerges and dissipates bolts of cloth of colours bright and bold fade to dull blacks and greys by the end a silken family tree roots in brightness leaves in death form death comes light patterns of light to dark to light to dark to light |
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Jul 7 2005, 05:44 AM
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 fell in love with a boy Group: Member Posts: 523 Joined: May 2004 Member No: 16,965 |
QUOTE(MarchHare2UrAlice @ Jul 7 2005, 5:41 AM) nineteen dreams for a weaver looms spinning endless threads together hope joy and despair intertwine tangle overlap a pattern emerges and dissipates bolts of cloth of colours bright and bold fade to dull blacks and greys by the end a silken family tree roots in brightness leaves in death form death comes light patterns of light to dark to light to dark to light  You could be an angel. |
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Jul 7 2005, 02:47 PM
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i love this one...in a way i feel i can almost relate to what its saying...i think. great work james.
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Jul 9 2005, 12:08 AM
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Mr. Hottie Group: Member Posts: 406 Joined: Feb 2005 Member No: 104,225 |
sounds angelic.
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