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Death
Contributed by
wheels
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Saturday, 28th June 2008 @ 01:09:58 PM in AEST
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Red, Red crimson stains
Puddles, puddles
Muddles with disdain
Slowly, slowly
Soothing sleep
The pale horse runs
Through fields of wheat.
Copyright ©
wheels
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2008-06-28 13:09:58]
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Re: Death
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by shelby on
Saturday, 28th June 2008 @ 01:37:42 PM AEST
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I do not know how you capture so much emotion in a short write like this. You are truly gifted my friend.
Huggers
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Re: Death
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by Former_Member on
Saturday, 28th June 2008 @ 10:02:23 PM AEST
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| Agreed, so much said in seven short lines. Great write Kevin......Mike |
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Re: Death
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by PhantomVampyress on
Sunday, 29th June 2008 @ 04:51:46 AM AEST
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this is very expressive yet very short but a great write none the less
rock on,
vampyress Jenni |
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