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The Trembling Days of Oz
Contributed by
bruised_hands08
on
Monday, 29th November 2004 @ 08:02:16 AM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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My breath marks the beginning of this new day in Oz.
Where the fairy tale creatures take form.
I reach out my arms to the sky.
And the sky falls down to me.
The wickedness of this world has not yet dawned.
Like the new day... it's coming.
And I will act like the sky has not yet crushed me.
And I will speak like the woman in the wall has not yet slit my throat.
And I will walk like my broken bones are healing.
But in truth, the magic is making me tremble in fear.
For you are gone and the wicked witch is coming.
Galinda, save my soul.
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Re: The Trembling Days of Oz
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by Vampyre_BloodWraith on
Monday, 29th November 2004 @ 08:07:29 AM AEST
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| Cool write, flowing with intrigue a thriller flowing, awesome to read. |
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