Paint a Word Picture IP: 67.149.241.9 Posted on September 4, 2014 at 05:49:07 PM by Requies108
Through shrouded silent mist light listlessly guides me to something undiscovered.
Diligent dirty hands and shovels splinter so softly under earth recovered.
A gate of flames and night has not yet departed.
Fluffy white clouds untimely disperse, enclosed in tiny droplets to return from whence they came.
Blue mud sits in puddles, white eyes scrape purple skies, and a red heart beats its last rhythm.
Desecrated green graves toppled terrifically, saved grey shadows beg to belong and build life after life left here to play and pray pointlessly in this great blue prism.
Be Gentle it's my first time on the Web.
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