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My broken memories distorted into dreams,
That leaves nothing but hollow cries and sullen screams.
The promised gold turned to dirt,
Left nothing on my heart but no end of hurt.
The shattered bones in my wings,
Leaves nothing on my mind but evil things.
The saddened gaze within your eyes,
Leaves nothing in the air but your empty sighs.
Your gentle touch is all it took,
To put my dark past within the pages of a book.
- Title: Pages of a Book
- Artist: Draculai
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- Date: 04/25/2009
- Tags: pages book
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Comments (3 Comments)
- MissRin13 - 08/15/2009
- I really like this. Very beautiful.
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- pumpkinmilk - 05/01/2009
- This poem did not keep my interest at all ._____.
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- Moonlight_Maiden123 - 05/01/2009
- wow i luv everything about this poem, the rhyme, theme, the flow, just beautiful. awsome work
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