I once held a precious treasure, a fragile beauty in my hands.
A prism of reflective pleasure, with gentle radiance it shone.
It was formed with compassion, in a furnace fired with love.
It was shaped with pure emotion, by a deity from above.
It's design was simple.
It's dimensions contained.
It's perfection flawless.
But where I held it....
.... It stained.
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Random Ramblings of Brandon Wolf
(a sequel to @Fly10 , Returned Goods) I am afraid we are closed for returns for the day. This item can not be restocked, anyway.
Tornado and the calm sea. Mean the world to me. Spin around. Then, settle down. A laugh from a frown. Tornado and the clam sea. Mean everything to me. Twist around. Then, calming sounds.
Imagination spills over Smiles turn to laughter Thoughts frozen in time Words fill the racing mind Archived memories replay Dust them off for today Yes I remember now You did indeed use a smile Once...
#youngwritershousehold. The clouds are my pillow,. I sleep in the sky,. I drift on the wind,. I swoop, I fly,. The thunder's my anger,. My hate, rage and fire,. The rainbows, my dreams,.
A past of gold, A future of dust, Only takes little to fracture The glass of the trust Bond. May the good times be merry but the Coal dust smears over the Painting leave it black.
My drug can be common. My drug can be old. My drug comes in sizes. My drug can't be sold. My drug is addictive. My drug is so whole. My drug has no bounds. My drug can't be stole. My drug has no...
Look out the. Window,. Focus on the. Rain,. Notice how it. Falls,. It makes the. Patterns of your. Pain,. It began with. A gentle. Trickle,. A sprinkle. So slow. And light,. Now as your.
She looked like a butterfly. I waited for her to flutter by. And fly away into the distance. But the only thing distant. Was the miles between us. But miles turn to smiles. When your madly in love.
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