Bleeding leaves: The voice of a dying nature
mother nature , You the healer of broken hearts The peace maker , a life giver. The tower of strength..i would praise you more But that's for another poem right now i paint a poem outside of love You were designed to heal Now you gonna have to deal With thorns and truth which Bares the same scares as ruins I hear your heart beat grow more and more fade each elapsing second .. The light in you is being consumed by the profound darkness. I stand here looking at you fading away like autumn leaves .From one blink your existence deplete With a trace of blood leading in a slum. Scared to blink away your stylish summer I widen my eyes as to pause time. But from that,Tears form ..only to freeze in my cheeks due to the harsh winter hail. As I shut my eyes I hear screams of agony..the feeder has arrived. The voraciousness of the underworld has reached it's peek . welcome to your new home. Find peace so death can live for it is proud. Oh mother nature My past womb yet my present tomb
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Прошу не уходи , Ты луч ,что красит день всех Как тяжело так просто отпустить , Твой свет от шоколад творений Ты весела всегда ,поддержишь если грустно Всем здесь стала важна И в тоже время согреешь теплотою гнусно На аве так няшна с котейками мимишна , С улыбкою ясна й не будет так прывична ! Мне грустно без тебя , хорошая зайчуга !! Я ж буду так скучать за твоими стишками , Что даришь всем сполна С любовью й ораматом тепловой ласки :) Оть доброты твоей Сб стал радостью излучен :) Ведь многим принесла Частичку доброты с улыбочкой уюта лучик 🌹 (( 🍫✨🌹💕)) P.s: Посвященно Дозе с любовью от Морки 💕🍫))) ( Одна и единственная на Сб Шоко-котейка ,что поднимает настроение другим своим позитивным настроением 🍫💕)) https://www.surgebook.com/alievaelmira/blog/ejk3a46
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Question 1?/Вопрос 1?
The girl that questions everything,is a girl that needs many answers.She wanders the earth trying to find the person that can answer her many queries.Everthing she writes has a hidden question that makes her heart ache and her head hurt.She spends days writing sad story's that she forgets her sad life.Shes in a painful story that never ends,she's in a story that writes itself.The pages in the book were filled ever so easy,because her heart wrote it for her.She spent her life being afraid,that's what made it so boring.Finding her passion was easy,but fulfilling it was the hardest part of all.Her writing may be boring and sad,but it's what keeps her sane. "She had all the questions in the word,and he had all the answers." Lillian xx
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