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Colours Run

Poetry By: Nixie

This is about a dream I had, I was stood by a window watching the sun come up over the ocean. It was a strange feeling of serenity for some reason.

Submitted:Jan 5, 2009    Reads: 126    Comments: 9    Likes: 6   

Golden glow,
Of the setting sun,
Spill colours red,
Make my pastels run,
Turning tides,
Silence my tongue,
Ocean flames,
And tolerance young,
Out the dark,
From under the thumb,
From this window,
Serenity come,
My trying heart,
Let peace be done,
From the golden glow,
Of the setting sun.


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