Chaotic Breakfast


	Submitted by DrakeIsGod on Fri, 2014-08-08 02:35
	Boundless losses Eternal victory Sinful and wicked Ensuing history Someone you dreamt of knocks on your door.. Calling out your name An angelic voice A call that makes the birds soar You drop your breakfast Hoping to let your true love in Running though the tight corridors of your small home Finally able to respond.. But your lover was gone Gone with the wind That voice, infinitely lingering This isn't life.. Is this death? I believe it is...may you rest. blogs: personal
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	Nice Submitted by bare_elf on Fri, 2014-08-08 02:39 So you are a poet as well Funny how there are quite a few of us here. I guess I will have to plant another poet tree in the garden.
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	Pretty Garden Submitted by DrakeIsGod on Fri, 2014-08-08 02:54 A play on words makes for an excellent performance of the mind and soul I read through some of yours already, I think you're a great poet I hope the poet tree grows nicely
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