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Dusk of Grey

On the outside, the quiet dusk of grey Sits the cloudy days of our ending times We won’t speak about it, it’s not okay Your heart didn’t speak to me, it won’t chime Nor will it bring relief on crush align Not a piece of me is left to be cleaved Produced by this evenings worrisome leave Emptiness bellows on in, heartless pain Our lives are darkly lit, left to unweave By the tailored look of the devils mane Russell Sivey Contest: Creative Layouts Sponsor: Constance La France 8/6/2013

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Jack Horne

Date: 8/7/2013 5:25:00 PM

a sure winner here, my friend

Wilma Neels

Date: 8/7/2013 1:40:00 PM

Stunningly crafted Russell; all the best for Constance' contest ;) hope to see it on the winner's list. Really enjoyed reading this tonight! Enjoy whats left of the week as well.

Sara Kendrick

Date: 8/6/2013 10:45:00 AM

Interesting topic and presentation of the topic..Enjoyed reading this one today..Thanks for the visits to my work..How are your family members doing?...Good luck in the contest..Reads like a winner to me..Sara

Nette Onclaud

Date: 8/6/2013 9:14:00 AM

oh my, russell... this is so melodious and sentimental... i feel the emoitons in my bones; so well put in a form that enables this write to shine, shine!.. wow, beautiful!...:) huggs

Poet Tacito

Date: 8/6/2013 8:27:00 AM

Fantastic! "Not a piece of me is left to be cleaved"...damn.

Anne-Lise Andresen

Date: 8/6/2013 7:12:00 AM

- Beautiful my friend Russell ! - Luck in contest!!!! - Have a nice day! - oxox / / Anne-Lise :)