Wandering, spirits, eyes souless and cold |
Wandering, spirits, eyes souless and cold |
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![]() My name's Katt. Nice to meet you! ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Member Posts: 3,826 Joined: Jan 2005 Member No: 93,674 ![]() |
Wandering
The fog is dense, Gravestones scattered, Old and broken, Chipped and battered, A breeze across my ankles, Sent the lost spirits sad and haunting, Their eyes souless and cold, This life they're always wanting, While melancholy's all they hold, Forever deep within, Where once there was a heart, a soul, Of which they can't retrieve again. I don't think I did a particularly good job on this one, but I decided to put it up anyway. Critique and comments appreciated. |
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![]() Bardic Nation ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Member Posts: 1,113 Joined: Aug 2004 Member No: 38,059 ![]() |
Apparently you're in no position to judge me. If that's your first impression, take a second look.
Secondly, if that's how it's going to be described, answers need to be presented, or else more questions need to be presented. This is half a fragment if that. |
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