Not sure if complete yet hmmmm.....


Pine Dreams

Angels corrupt;
the innocence of souls,
embrace the light abyss of Dark's holes,
tortures of you
awaken sea of midnight blue,
screams mistook for song;
caged bird with nough to do.....

.....Except pine for dreams that won't come true.


Poetry by liz munro The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2012-01-14 at 09:34

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