And if the sun was not but a hand,
Would it reach down from its might,
And shine upon the very world I love?
The shadows of a hunters mind but a-
Shadow of the suns absence will kill,
Or would it fin pleasure in stalking?
And the stars nothing more then burning-
Bonfires as guidance for lost birds flight,
And if such was our world of humans?
Would you embrace the burning hand,
Fear the stalking shadows of a madman,
And once follow the lost birds guidance?
- Member since April 15, 2008.
- I am a 19 year old woman (Norway)
- When I'm not writing, I'm Thinking about what to write.
- I have 5 comments, 613 poems, 9 stories, 1 journal
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400 words, June 16, 2009. In Scifi
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I got myself a job and worked until the end of that school year, I then had to choose my next year, I picked a fair few of random hits, but700 words, January 11. In Life
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I wanted to get it over with, it had been too long, I was getting restless. Searching over and over again for a hole trough the system, a way out, to become an adult, to become a working adult.
My name isn't important, but m1500 words, January 11. In Life -
200 words, 1 comment, April 16, 2009. In Pirate
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<100 words, 9 comments, January 19. In Contest, Stolen Work
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<100 words, 2 comments, January 12. In Contest, Norse mythology
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- Column: Storage: Grunder and its meaning at allpoetry
It's just so I don't loose my work, dunno if these school PC save stuff or just delite it. - Column: Has I ever; at allpoetry
Waiting on my lasagna to be done, meanwhile I did this - Column: My walking sticks' new home at allpoetry
