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Colors stream into each other,
twists and turns everywhere
she gets lost in the trail
so she follows the air.
The air smells sweet and innocent,
and glitters with glamor,
so she decides to follow it,
and she puts her trust further.
The trail leads her to a desolate place
quiet, empty, without a trace.
She sinks to the ground
lowers her head and starts to sob.
She whines and cries,
but when nothing changes she looks to the sky
the air smells of salt
she's close to the ocean.
She walks through a path
she stops at a cliff, she looks to the ocean
with emotions adrift.
Her body feels relaxed
her mind at peace,
she looks over the cliff,
and sees nothing, but dead bodies.
The girl cries again and stands up.
She looks down and sees sharp rocks,
she steps off the cliff and is never seen again
- by Hina Hikari |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 03/30/2011 |
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- Title: Lost
- Artist: Hina Hikari
- Description: A poem about a girl in Medieval times.
- Date: 03/30/2011
- Tags: lost death sadness
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4/5 Iffy.
Rate my poem! <3
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