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by Isabella Jan 21, 2008 category : Sadness, depression / about death
The small sparkling diamonds, on my bedroom floor. Memories of a life, that is no more. Raindrops of acid rain, keeps falling to the ground. Rivers of red, is staining my arm. Never again shall I see, the world of despair. My eyes so wet, is red from the tears I've shet. Beautiful imaginary dream, how I long for you to be what you seem. You are but a fading scream, a mere echo of a long lost dream.
by RainbowSlider
Awesome poem to read. Thanks for sharing.
by Happy without a reason
Good one...