Jewel

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    Jewel

    The amber sky falls down upon me.
    I find myself unable
    to ignore its raw beauty.
    The sky rubs its pride
    in my face
    as if it was a cloud of mist
    surrounding me.
    The birds laugh while sitting upon
    my shoulder.
    Spilling words of
    fright
    into my persuasive ears.
    The steel of truth
    runs along me.
    The amber sky
    Intrigues my little mind.
    Theres so much to take in
    but my life has
    been
    cut.

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    chromedome commented on Jewel

    03-15-2009

    do you mean steel as in sword instead of steal?

    honeysuckel

    07/09/2009

    yea i meant steel as is sword. sorry my spelling is awful

    In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

    Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

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