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Golden Strands

Poetry By: Hinoglue

Chocking on the golden strands...

Submitted:Apr 9, 2012    Reads: 8    Comments: 2    Likes: 0   

Choking on the golden strands,
Eyes water; a strong, billowing wind,
A whooshing sound echos through my mind,
Try to free myself from it'storturousgrasp,
But the wind's too strong,
Too strong to fight
So I lay down,
On the desert floor,
And think to myself...
This isn't so bad,
Not bad at all,
It's a wonderful place to sleep at last
The sun sets, a magnificent red,
As I lay down on my desert bed,
Clouds roll by, fluffy and white,
A perfect place to spend the night,
No desert creatures roam around,
Leaving me to sleep, safe and sound


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