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May 1st, 2008, 02:42 AM
#1
Inactive Member
Rare yellow blossom
confirms its face as petals
flutter in the breeze.
She?s not before me,
but i envision her face
enveloped in bangs.
i never want to open my eyes.
You say sunflowers
seem sinister. Vast
fields of guffawing.
That yellow isn?t
my yellow. Nor are those fields
my lowly landscape.
i never want to wake up.
Miles cannot deter
dreams, but i know you?ll never
thrive in my garden.
<font color="#00FF00" size="1">[ May 01, 2008 11:19 AM: Message edited by: machinery ]</font>
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May 16th, 2008, 03:52 PM
#2
Senior Hostboard Member
This one... was powerful.
Moved almost to a point of tears (honestly).
I REALLY liked it.
I wish I could tell you things to make this one better, but I cannot.
This one - I felt. I felt the words, I felt the ideas, I felt it. It melted me like butter (as weird as that sounds)
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