Deserted
One tree in the middle of barren areaTrees now vanished; gone
The water reflects the past
The once vibrant country side reduced
To a human's destruction
Two birds fly above their own nest
Remnants of memories call them home
In the sky lies the earth
A shadow in the coldness of the moon
Poetry by Coolaaron88
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Written on 2006-10-17 at 05:17
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