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Date Posted: 17:55:35 02/18/03 Tue
Author: Tsuga
Subject: poems...IMPROMPTU.

A Drop of Many

A single drop
Fallen into the sea of red.
A gentle plop,
The language of the undead.
In a pool of blood,
Death reigns all-high.
The brown of mud
Mars all but the blood of thy.

A singe tear
Falls from my eye into a sea of salty despair.
A singe strand
Ripped from my heart without care.
My mind races
To find the threat of the un-known,
Despair.


My Pillow

Upon my snow-white pillow,
My golden head doth lie.
Upon my blood-stained pillow,
My eyes close, and I die.
Upon my soft, white pillow,
My blue eyes commense to hide.
Upon my sticky-warm pillow,
My life doth flee with my sigh.


hehe. kinda...dreary, no?~blinx~

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