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Quote : "I don't live to love, I love to live and to break your rules."
Age : 36
Gender : Female
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Quill's : 557

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Poet's Name: Amanda
Skill's: Poet In General


Post by Admin on Sat Jan 14, 2017 1:57 pm

A golden wreath of falling leaves
is curling from the fozen trees.
Winter blows and chills the forest;
in winter deep all go to sleep.

Through banks and frozen walls
the trees bow, with ribbens of sound;
creaking deep the forest resonates
with ghostly mist's, and forgot roots.

Winter swollowed the forest whole,
with its gaping white mouth.

© By Amanda D Shelton | Admin

    Current date/time is Sun Mar 18, 2018 10:00 pm