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9/8/2011 3:41:46 AM
Tina Gamble Posts: 4
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Escapes the mighty and the meek A single bough that’s bent to break And from the leaves the colors leak As frost moves in and phantoms speak
Wisdoms sealed on yellowed pages Like stories told through out the ages Chipped like paint on window panes But perhaps pretend some truth remains
Concealed and lost cliché aggressions Poised on the eve of pale September Steal away the dawn’s possessions Unveiled mysteries we won’t remember
Gravity too soon defied Roots that lightning ripped away Forces that won’t be denied Have the power then to stay
Playing wanton now at last As colors fade and seep The summer dissipates too fast But wakes fallen idols from their sleep
And as those very colors die Cold makes a promise not to stay But beneath the shelter of the sky Their glory is washed away edited by Serenity Wintirs on 9/8/2011
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