Empty Around
The barren grounds
Held none but dust,
The hard casted sky,
Laid around like rust,
The days wore on
As snails in mush,
For where ever it were going,
It hadn't any rush.
Held none but dust,
The hard casted sky,
Laid around like rust,
The days wore on
As snails in mush,
For where ever it were going,
It hadn't any rush.
posted by Lunaka at
1:09 PM
3 Comments:
HIIIIIIIIIIIII wow your poetry is AWESOME visit my blog i umm updatd and i read twilight
imaginable enough.
through my eye.
glad you're back.
Thanks so much.
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