A place for any poems, Prose and general ramblings by myself
Darkrose
Friday, April 20, 2012
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Once and all day and night as one shone on and illuminated weary skies when once I did walk upon the grass in quiet awe. Barefoot and drunk, toes grew wet with dew. Spinning like a child, dizzy with emotions and your eyes. 14-4-12