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by I Where the Wings of A Fallen Angel.. May 25, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / other
The crimson tide, I've tried to run, I've tried to hide, Tried to get away from that blood red sun.. The crimson tide, Pierce's my soul, I cried, I'm no longer whole.. It washes over me, Bathing me in pain, To a certain degree, I'm going insane.. I feel numb, I start to embrace, What I've become.. Like an angel thats fallen from grace, I've taken new shape, I couldn't hide, I couldn't escape, The crimson tide.. ~MIndy J. Ganser~
by Megann Lee
The crimson tide, I've tried to run, I've tried to hide, Tried to get away from that blood red sun.. ^^^^^ I loved that one part. The whole poem was great.. I thought it flowed well and your word choices were perfect. Great Job.